rSlash - r/Bestof Is My Friend Literally Going Nuts?

Episode Date: October 15, 2025

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My husband has been experiencing behavior that has only become increasingly concerning. In the past two months now, he's been talking about things that he claims are happening, but he's never mentioned before. For background, when his behavior first started getting concerning, I managed to convince him to go to the hospital to get checked out for his mental health. He wasn't even seen by a doctor, and he was told he just needs to take certain medicine to help him sleep. The issue is, he also smokes weeds, so this medicine doesn't mix well with that. He won't quit smoking. We also have two very young kids. Back to the weird recent behavior, he claims he had an old email with an inheritance that got hacked, and he needs to access it. I tried helping him get on it, but he hasn't used it in literally the

12 years we've been together. I only knew of its existence previously when I helped him switch his Facebook login, and that was an email attached. Another example is that he believes everyone is talking about him to me and everyone else. I mean literally everyone else. He thinks there's some sort of big thing planned to hurt him or do something horrible to him soon and we're all in on it. On a few other separate occasions, he's asked about a show that we're on and asked how much money I'm being paid to keep a secret. He also thinks I'm having secret phone calls and that I've apparently left the room to accept these calls, which then only result in me coming back crying about something I've apparently discussed on the phone. Whenever I tried to explain to him that none of this is

happening, he fights back saying that I'm just lying to him and to tell him the truth, that I need to tell him the truth or something bad is going to happen. It's gotten so bad, he ended up getting fired from his job because he was barely showing up. He kept going to the cop station to make a report instead of going to work. After he got fired, there was some sort of tense situation where they ended up calling a wellness check for him, because they were afraid he was going to come back and hurt someone. The cop showed up while I was also home, and he said that he wouldn't hurt someone, that he only acts in self-defense. In recent weeks, he's gone from screaming at me demanding answers to just not talking to me at all. At this point, I'd rather he just not interact with me.

The reason I'm writing this is because of what happened today. It was a nice day out, and I asked if he would come with me for a walk with our kids, to which he agreed. He barely spoke a word to me or the kids on this walk, and when we came across a playground, I asked if we should take the kids there for a few minutes of play. He then got upset at me for suggesting it, and said I always control everything, and I'm the queen of decisions. I didn't even tell him we were doing that.

I just asked. When I mentioned this, he just said, Do whatever you want, like always. So I figured, why not? So I played with the kids at the playground, and he did his own thing. Someone left a couple of various balls there, and he was throwing them around. He then picked up a football and threw it in my direction. It flew past me a couple of feet from me.

I asked why he did that, and he said, Why are you upset? It didn't hit you. To which I responded, well, what if it did? He said, If I wanted to hit you in the head, I would have thrown it that way. Then he started on a rant about how he's going through the same thing with everyone lying to him. After which he sat down in the corner of the park and was doing literally nothing. I was getting upset, so I packed up the kids and started walking to leave the park. I said to him, we're going home and started walking away. Apparently he tried to yell out to us, but ended up taking a different way home than we did. He told me this when we met on the street when we were almost home, saying, the next time you want to be an idiot and

walk away, maybe stop and listen for me calling out. I didn't hear him, honestly, but he could have easily caught up to us. I was getting more and more upset, and I said I wanted to go for a drive to get coffee, and he said, fine. I said I wanted to take the kids, and he asked why. Then I said, fine, you stay home with them and he said, no, they can go with you and started putting them in the car. I got in the car and he got in the passenger seat, so I asked if he's coming with. He said yes and told me to drive. I told him I didn't want him coming with me because he's being mean and he said he could be a lot meaner. As I started driving away, he kept going off on the usual BS he's been talking about lately and I told him I don't want to hear it. He started screaming at me to keep driving

and to shut the F up. I stopped the car and told him to get out, and he made a motion like he was going to punch me, but punched his hand in front of my face. At this point, I started crying and yelling at him to get out, and he yelled back, no, just drive. I then said I should just drive him to the police station for that, and he said he would choke me unconscious before we even got there. I was crying even more at this point and said I don't want to be with him anymore, and I went out, but he said no. He continued, continued to be a dick for the rest of the car ride, where I pleaded with him to not treat me this way, especially in front of our children. It's not fair to them or to me. He said not to bring them into this. I said, how couldn't I? They're literally in the car. Anyway, after I drove us home, he asked how long

I've been waiting to break up with him and who I'm replacing him with. I told him I haven't been and there's no one else, which of course he doesn't believe. When he got inside, he even taunted me saying, I should take you to the cop station in a girly voice. He's outside smoking and I'm inside with the kids writing this. Of course I'm shook up currently and I don't know what to do. He wasn't always like this. Literally only the past couple of months his behavior has been this bad. I miss the person he used to be. I miss that he would spend time with me, with the kids, but he spends all his time by himself now. I don't know what he's going through. Some sort of manic episode or what's triggering this change in his behavior. but I really don't know what to do.

Alright, I don't know where the update's going, but it sounds like this guy's having like schizophrenia or something. Then, six days later, OP posted an update. I left the house the night that I made the post, but I went back the following day. I wanted to be able to collect some sort of evidence I could use because my spouse has been really good at downplaying his symptoms to an authority figure. So a couple of days after the post,

he didn't really engage in much conversation with me or our kids. Every time he entered the room, room, I set my phone to record. I didn't get anything until Thursday when he finally started talking to me again. He was questioning who I've been talking to about him and who's been trying to sabotage his life. Obviously, I denied everything because there's no one talking to me about him, aside from this Reddit post, which he didn't know about. This started to anger him, which included him yelling at me and saying if anyone is talking to me about him to bring him to the house so he can take care of them himself. I tried not to engage anymore, which made him more upset as he was continuing to demand

answers from me. He would then say, oh, I want to hit you, or don't make me slap you, when I was either not answering or just saying, I didn't know what he was talking about. I got this on recording. After he left the room, I took the kids to bed, locked us in our room, and tried to sleep. The following morning, he insisted on driving me to work. I told him I wanted the car. He disagreed with me and said he needed it. After dropping our kids off, he started going off on me about how I'm stupid, dumb, a bitch, etc. for keeping his inheritance from him. I tried to disengage completely, keeping myself to the far side of the passenger seat, which caused him to grab me by the back of the neck and pull me closer to him, where he told me to listen to him. I obviously reacted to this

and was super upset, telling him to please focus on driving and not to touch me again. After he drove me to work, the last thing I said to him as he was still going off on me with the car window open was you desperately need help. Once I got in, I called my boss and let her know what happened. She came in, canceled her appointments for the day, and took me to the police station. We made a report, although the sergeant we initially spoke to seemed to be against us making a report. He kept saying that my husband would be homeless if I report him, like he's the victim in this scenario. I told the cop that my safety and the kid's safety should be more important, and he brought in a different officer to make the statement with me. Once I completed that statement, they let me know to stay away

from the house, as they were going to arrest him, and they would call me once he's out of the house. About five hours later, he was arrested. Apparently, he was very compliant, and with all the information I provided, they actually took him to the hospital, and he's currently on a 30-day psychiatric hold. He'll be going to court at some point for uttering threats and assault, but seeing how he doesn't have a criminal record, I'm sure it'll just be a slap on the wrist. So, as of now, I am home, safe with the children, and we're getting our locks changed. I will also most likely get a protection order, but in an ideal world, he gets better, and that's not necessary. Then, four months later, OP posted an update.

My spouse is doing a lot better. He received the treatment he needed in the psych ward of the hospital. Gets a shot every so often, so instead of taking pills, he only smokes cigarettes now. He's back to his normal self, engages in conversation with myself and our kids like he did before this crazy stuff happened, has a job, and honestly is being a better partner overall. It took a lot of time for me to feel like I could trust him again, but we've taken a lot of time to work on things and get back to how we should be. I know a lot of people wanted me to leave and never look back, but you have to realize how he acted in my initial post was nothing like

how he is as a person. Obviously, he had some sort of weird psychosis happening, which could have been a result of a high intake of marijuana, plus a couple of added stressors. Then, 10 months later, Opie posted an update. To keep things short, things really hit the fan this year. He didn't take the medications he was supposed to, reverted into another major psychosis episode, which ended in him attempting to strangle me after I disputed his delusions. He was removed from the home,

and there's a protective order against him for myself and the kids. This happened earlier this year. My kids and I are safe and haven't heard from him since. Don't be like me. Don't trust that someone will get better or attempt to work on their horrible mental health when they haven't proven to be reliable in other parts of their life. Don't try to fix someone who can't be fixed. Or rather, just don't try to fix people.

Yeah, I don't know what's going on here. This sounds like, I don't know, a brain tumor or a schizophrenia or some sort of just weird psychosis, where, unfortunately, this is just the reality of some people's lives. One day you're buying and normal, and the next day you're... I don't know, your brain flips a switch and suddenly become an awful human being and you destroy every relationship you have. Kind of scary to think that one day you could just wake up and turn into a monster.

Our next Reddit post is from R-slash relationships. I'm a 23-year-old woman, and my 22-year-old female friend just asked me to play the violin in her wedding. I do not and never have played the violin. Also, I think she might literally be going insane. Like, really? So, my friend from school asked me to be in her wedding over lunch today. I've known this girl about two years, and because we had the same major, we're school friends. We partner up in classes, do projects together, but I don't really know or hang out with her outside this setting. Anyways, she asked me to be in her wedding. I assumed as a bridesmaid, but I was wrong. She said that she had a dream, of her perfect wedding, and it was so beautiful she woke up crying, wrote it all down, and cried for hours because it was just so beautiful and perfect. She even made some sketches and said that this was a vision from God of her wedding, and she couldn't even explain the warmth and ecstatic love to me, because she didn't have the words, but that she would do anything to capture it perfectly. She then likened herself to an artist with divine inspiration, and went on for about

20 minutes about the details of her inspiration and how beautiful and uniting this wedding would be, that it would change their lives and be so much more than a ceremony, and that the execution was so perfect, it would be more of a visual statement, an artistic dedication to love that everyone would be a living part of. In this beautiful, perfect wedding, I am on the front left on the aisle, playing violin as her guests arrive in a long white gown, feathered and beaded and soft, very romantic. I'll know it when I see it. I laughed and told her that I've never played the violin before and as such may have a hard time performing for her guests. She told me I had a year to learn and that this was extremely important to her. I looked at what I could of her beautiful wedding notes.

They seem really insane. Lots of stuff feverishly circled or written over and over, like inspect what you expect over and over, and all in white, literally scribbled over other words. All in the margins, copied into big paragraphs. The part she showed me of my role just said, My name, violin, soft and complex, beautiful and intricate, a concerto, lots of detail.

Wow, the guests. I don't know how to play violin at all. I've literally never touched one. She sounded like she was on drugs talking about it. She was feverish and flitting from topic to topic and talking about how maybe I could compose something, but she wanted it to sound so intricate that no one would believe that it was just one person playing it.

It seems beyond normal bride stuff, and when I told her even if I did have a year to learn to play, it would be basic at best. She slammed her hand on the table and said, Stop! Then, went right back to her cheery, excited talk about her divine wedding. I very gently tried to refuse and told her that this wedding sounded really important, and that I would be happy to try to find a professional to play for her,

and she just said, No, no, it has to be you, I'm sure of it. And went right back to talking, as if I'd suggested wearing a hat to the beach. just really casually dismissed. Then she dropped a bomb. Besides, I already bought your violin and it was almost $2,000. What? I don't know how to play.

I told her she was being insane, but she just kept making no noises are putting up her hand saying enough. Eventually, she just said the violin would be here in a few weeks and that I needed to find someone that gives lessons and learn and that she believes in me. She told me that, worst-case scenario, I get to learn a skill most people would love to learn, and that if I do well, I can have the violin as payment. I don't want a violin.

I don't play. Then she left, and here I am, dumbfounded. I can't exactly cut ties and run. It is summer now, but we have a class together currently, and three classes together in the fall. I can only see her getting crazier about this. She's scaring me, and while she's always, had a flare for the Dramatics. She's never been this crazy before. I'm not really sure if this is just mega Bridezilla and she'll get over it, or if I should just pretend that I don't know her,

or if I should call a loony bin to come pick her up, or just take up the violin and hope that whatever God of weddings visited her grants me magical powers. Then two days later, Opie posted an update. So I sent a message to her fiance and added after, I'm really worried because this seems pretty mentally unstable, way beyond normal bride stuff. I got the following reply on Facebook from her, not her fiancé, at about 2 p.m. today. Thanks so much for trying to tell my husband I'm crazy. Thank God he understands what it's like to love someone and what planning a wedding is all about. Excuse me that I have a dream I am passionate about.

Trust me, if you ever get a ring with that attitude, you'll understand too. but I doubt it. Nice try trying to get in between us, but guess what, sweetie, nothing can tear us apart. Least of all you. You're clearly jealous, and that makes me feel really bad for you. Then, about an hour ago, I got a message from her fiancé, a long message. Basically, she went effing nuts on a florist because he couldn't do her entire wedding in Wisteria. And she almost got arrested for making a scene in his store. The fiancé found out that she spent her financial aid and student loan money for the second half of the summer and the fall on random wedding stuff like my violin. And she's been booking wedding venue tours and tastings with ridiculously expensive prices.

If anyone's familiar with Texas, she's looking at doing her wedding in a giant castle in that Ritzie Lake Travis part of Austin, you know, by the huge multi-million dollar mansions. So, he told her about the need for a budget and being realistic, and she threw an epping, effing fit. At this point, she left and went to her sister's house. I messaged him back saying that she may be bipolar and in a manic state, and to ask her sister to maybe get her to a doctor, but he was more upset and focused on being heard at what she had said to him about the wedding than her.

She threw a right little tantrum and accused me and the fiancé of sleeping together. I told him that, needless to say, I would not be playing violin in their wedding, and that I was sorry for any trouble, but I really did think it best that he seeks some mental health help for her. He said, you made your point, but you don't need to rub it in. I can take care of my family. I told him I understood and wished them the best, and I guess that's that. I didn't see her in class today, though, and it looks like she won't be coming back for the fall unless she has a plan to get more money. Opie, you didn't really do much here, except, you know, not learn to play the violin and make a post on Reddit. But still, I think you handled this situation about as well as you could have by just kind of distancing yourself and not engaging too heavily with the craziness. I agree, it does sound like the bride is going through something.

I don't know what exactly. Yeah, it could be a manic episode. Hopefully she gets whatever help she needs. That was our slash best of Redditor updates, and if you like this content, be sure to follow my podcast because I put out new Reddit podcast episodes every single day.