Well, life turns on ya pretty quickly. This past Sunday, my husband attempted suicide in an unnecessary and extreme fashion. I just want a little stability & peace. He is very angry at me for calling the police & ambulance & for his 72 hour hold. For 14 years he's been dangerously unstable & I thought it was time for him to check into reality. Never pleasant, but his illness was aggravating my own. I hope they can elp him, because I've finally forgiving myself for being unable to. My life is highly toxic, and that leads back to ifs it my fault, or beyond my control? I'm not even sure there's a difinitive answer. Just a maddening riddle with no meaning.