I've just gotten back from the hospital after having to sign my wife into the Behavioral Medicine Unit after two straight nights of suicide watch. Today is eight months since the day we buried our only son, and my wife has had more and more trouble handling things. I've found recently that her mother is actually pushing her towards this, as she's so jealous that if she won't leave me for her she'll just keep her from me, permanently. My wife is now in a safe place away from such influences, and I'm looking into how to handle her family (short of a shotgun, which is not off the table.) God is good, and I see His hand in this, even though things are extremely bad right now.
I'm blessed to be surrounded by her friends (and mine as well) who are willing to bend over backward to help her, and I have a great prayer support network in far-flung places. But we're to the point where if she can't learn to cope, I won't have a wife to worry about.
God is good, and He knows how to fix this situation, because I sure don't. I know some people would be ashamed to post this, but I don't know how anyone else would deal with losing their only child and being unable to have another. I think everyone needs a little help now and then, and unfortunately she's rejected it for so long that now we have real problems. I can run a household by myself while she's getting help, but I don't know what I would do without her.