I know this is a Spyder forum but after meeting everyone at the Spyder Rally in Gatlinburg I discovered there is no better people in the world than Spyder owners. I need support right now. Anything will help.
I am going to tell everyone a story of my past. I met my wife in June 1993, we were both young but it was one of those things that just clicked. She was from a terrible family. Everyone in her family was drug addicts including her mom and dad. She had been raised mostly by her grandparents which also raised 6 other children from the family. Everyone just dumped there kids on the grandparents and went to party. We met while she was still in school and about to quit like everyone else had already done. I convinced her to finish which she did. We got married really to quick but that was 14 years ago. We had our normal ups and downs over the next 7 years. We moved to Myrtle Beach for a summer and all of a sudden she is pregnant with our first child which I guess 7 years was long enough to wait. We moved back to Tn to be close to family to help with a new baby. Everything was going good then money started getting gone and her behavior changed drastically. I though we was just not getting along for a few years maybee growing apart or somthing. After some time I realized it must be drugs. I did a lot or searching before I had the proof. I confronted her, she admitted to use of prescription meds for some time. We went through cold turkey quiting, she was s sick for some time but got through it and everything returned to normal. Life was good. 3 years ago Along comes baby number two. Another great little boy. Everything still great, I went into business for myself and thing went well, I was now making enough money to really take care of the family. About a year ago things started slipping again and I confronted her but just got back lies. I had no proof. It took me a year to finally find anything for sure. I discovered a week ago she was back on the pills. I confronted her again, she agreed she needed help and wanted to quit. We went cold turkey again. Wensday was day 4, withdraws seem to be getting better and things are looking up. Then things went bad again. She drank 2 beers, I did not fell there would be any problems with it and the next thing I know she passes out and topps breathing . I am a Paramedic and new what to do and she came back around immediatly. She began to tell me things donto her as a child (age 5 on up) which was terrible. Her own father and his friends done bad things to this girl. We have been together since 1993 and this is just coming out. She admitted to taking multiple meds along with beer and vodca and want to die. I called 911 immediatly. She heard me calling and went crazy throwing things and fighting. I have loved this girl since 1993 and never seen this out of her. EMS arrived and transported to the hospital. After a full check up and being unresponsive for a couple hour she awoke and does not remember anything. The hospital mental health person met with her and after a short interview the entire staff was in tears after hearing her story. Of course she was sent to one of the local hospitals for drug rehab and ment help. It is 6am here and I just got home. I feel so lost right now. Now I play the waiting game and see how it goes. I have every hope of getting my wife back, we have a long road ahead. Thanks for taking the time to read the hole thing.
I am going to tell everyone a story of my past. I met my wife in June 1993, we were both young but it was one of those things that just clicked. She was from a terrible family. Everyone in her family was drug addicts including her mom and dad. She had been raised mostly by her grandparents which also raised 6 other children from the family. Everyone just dumped there kids on the grandparents and went to party. We met while she was still in school and about to quit like everyone else had already done. I convinced her to finish which she did. We got married really to quick but that was 14 years ago. We had our normal ups and downs over the next 7 years. We moved to Myrtle Beach for a summer and all of a sudden she is pregnant with our first child which I guess 7 years was long enough to wait. We moved back to Tn to be close to family to help with a new baby. Everything was going good then money started getting gone and her behavior changed drastically. I though we was just not getting along for a few years maybee growing apart or somthing. After some time I realized it must be drugs. I did a lot or searching before I had the proof. I confronted her, she admitted to use of prescription meds for some time. We went through cold turkey quiting, she was s sick for some time but got through it and everything returned to normal. Life was good. 3 years ago Along comes baby number two. Another great little boy. Everything still great, I went into business for myself and thing went well, I was now making enough money to really take care of the family. About a year ago things started slipping again and I confronted her but just got back lies. I had no proof. It took me a year to finally find anything for sure. I discovered a week ago she was back on the pills. I confronted her again, she agreed she needed help and wanted to quit. We went cold turkey again. Wensday was day 4, withdraws seem to be getting better and things are looking up. Then things went bad again. She drank 2 beers, I did not fell there would be any problems with it and the next thing I know she passes out and topps breathing . I am a Paramedic and new what to do and she came back around immediatly. She began to tell me things donto her as a child (age 5 on up) which was terrible. Her own father and his friends done bad things to this girl. We have been together since 1993 and this is just coming out. She admitted to taking multiple meds along with beer and vodca and want to die. I called 911 immediatly. She heard me calling and went crazy throwing things and fighting. I have loved this girl since 1993 and never seen this out of her. EMS arrived and transported to the hospital. After a full check up and being unresponsive for a couple hour she awoke and does not remember anything. The hospital mental health person met with her and after a short interview the entire staff was in tears after hearing her story. Of course she was sent to one of the local hospitals for drug rehab and ment help. It is 6am here and I just got home. I feel so lost right now. Now I play the waiting game and see how it goes. I have every hope of getting my wife back, we have a long road ahead. Thanks for taking the time to read the hole thing.