It has finally come to an end. I had to get him to leave last night. It all started because I made the comment that I wished he would have turned the ice maker on when he had mixed himself a drink so that we would have ice now. And then he goes on to say that he doesn't know how to turn it on or off or if it is even on or off and I had to explain to him that if the green light is on, it's on and if it's off, it's off. Then he asked me why it was off and I had to explain that if you did not turn it off then the freezer would be overflowing with ice and that I would expect that anyone would know that and then he starts shouting "no, no. Go ask a stranger off the street and see that no most everyone doesn't know how an ice maker works." He continued screaming at me and saying that I was crazy. My 9-year-old was here and I asked him to please stop shouting and he wouldn't, so I asked him to please leave and he continues shouting and grabs some of his stuff and leaves. So I think he is gone and then I see him walking through the yard to the front door and I run to the door to lock it and I try to shut it and he shoves it open and knocks me against the wall in between the door and wall and hurts both my elbows, so my daughter gets the phone and I call 911 and he still continues shouting and they tell me to stay on the phone. He says "yeah, I know everybody at the sheriff's office. who are you talking to?" And I'm crying and the man tells me to stay on the phone that they are sending someone. My husband grew up in this town and is related to the sheriff, so I am a little worried about that factor. He had told me before that he could do whatever he wanted and not get into trouble and that he knows all the highway patrol also because he worked out with them at the gym and that he can drink and drive, carry a concealed weapon or whatever he wants to do. He has been drinking for a while to self medicate and I hid the liquor bottle from him, so I am assuming he needed a drink. His meds that the psychiatric nurse gave him for anxiety stress disorder (that is what she diagnosed him with after about 30 minutes and a few questions on a sheet of paper) are not working and haven't been for a while. He says it is all me and all that is wrong with him is having a nagging ungrateful wife. He says I am the one that is crazy. I have concluded that if I don't stop this situation, he may drive me crazy. I told him that I couldn't let him drive me crazy because my daughter needs her mother, so we just need to divorce and that makes him even madder. He says it is all my fault. I have no one to talk to. The counselor that we saw together is sympathetic to him (she has ADD also), so I really don't know what to do at this point. Just wanted to vent as I have no one to turn to as he is telling everyone, even my own family that he does no wrong and that it is all me. Thanks for listening.