I sent my fiance to a mental health hospital💔 trigger warning.UPDATE:

Update 1: he is still at the behavioral health center as of today (wednesday) hes been there since sunday night. Hes making some progress. He willingly admitted that he has an addiction to video games, and that he needs to work on a better way to deal with his anxiety that doesnt involve him detaching from his family. Im hoping he will come home tomorrow or friday. When he does he is going to take a leave from work to get himself in a better place mentally and then decide if corrections is still the career he wants to have. Hes going to attend therepy 5 days a week until he can get himself to where he can go once a week. I just want to thank everyone for their kind words and advice. This man is my best friend and its killing me to see him so down.

Im not looking for attention. Im just looking for support. This is the biggest struggle that we have gone through yet and we have to go through it alone because we are not with each other right now.

Backstory: my fiancé is 26 and a corrections officer. His work is a 1.5 hour drive from where we live.

He hasn't been himself in a few months but the last few days have been the worst for

Him. Thursday he called out of work saying he wanted to spend time with just me and our 3 month old daughter while our son was at his aunts house.

Friday came And he wanted to call out again. He got very panicky when i told him he had to go to work since i made him call out the week before because we got slammed with a major snow storm. I told him he couldn't miss any more time. He panicked and i told him to do whatever he wanted. He called out.

Saturday came and he got dressed for work. He wanted to go to work. During his drive there he called me 4 or 5 times which is not like him at all. The 6th time he called me he was having a full blown panic attack. Crying hysterically, i couldn't understand a word he was saying. I told him to call work and tell them he isn't coming in because he cannot go to work that vulnerable. Not in his job field. He needs to be on his toes constantly and if he is feeling vulnerable, inmates will pick up on that and take advantage.

He gets home and he tells me that he was just daydreaming while driving. He missed his exit on the highway and just snowballed from there.

Sunday morning he wakes me up because he's having yet another panic attack. I get him calmed down And we talk about what to do next. Rather than wait for an appointment with his dr. I decide to take him to the emergency room because he needed to be seen then, not a Few days or weeks from now.

The hospital goes through their standard depression and anxiety questions. When asked if he felt like hurting himself he said he didn't know and broke down again. His nurse decides to get the crisis team involved. While we wait for them, she gives him something like Valium and he begins to calm down and he was almost like himself again. He was put in to a suicide gown (the ones that cant be tied into a knot) and they make me take everything away from him and put it in our car. He said he felt like he was being treated like a crazy person, but i assured him its standard procedure for when you hint about being suicidal.

The crisis team comes in a few hours later and begin talking to him. When they got to asking about why he said he didn't know if he wanted to hurt himself, my fiancé said that sometimes he will have thoughts of him driving his car into a tree or getting into an accident on purpose. He said he doesn't do it because he thinks about us (me and his kids) and says that he cant leave us. I did not know about this because he did not tell me, so im trying my best not to cry but i hated hearing my best friend on this planet talk about having these issues and he didn't want to tell me because he didn't want to worry me. My heart just broke for him. All we ever want to to for our partners is help then and in that moment i realized i couldn't help him. That he needed specialized care.

Based on other symptoms that he said he was having, the crisis team said it would probably be better if he went to a facility to get help now rather than wait months so see a psychiatrist and then more months before getting put on medication. At this facility he would be able to see several drs and try different medications to see how they help him. He would be able to get counseling to get to the root of the problem. He did not want to go but after an hour and a half of talking about it we both decided this is whats best.

At 7pm last night, i watched him get loaded into a transport ambulance and leave for this medical facility without me. We have been through a lot and always found a way to get through things together, but knowing this time i cant help him just kills me. I want him to be better. I need him to be better. I know this is the best plan for him to get there, but im hurting because i cant physically be there to support him.

I just need some support and ways to help him when he eventually does come home. Maybe share your experiences dealing with your own or a loved ones depression and anxiety. Im alone in this right now. I have a good understanding of mental health and what it can do to the body, i wanted to be a psychologist, but i never had to deal with this situation before so i dont know how to help him when he comes home.