I was at that point three times between 2019 and 2022. Feb 2nd, 2022 I finally had to get out of the house, told her she'd had me at that point (suicide) in the past and would never let her get me there again, but I just needed time to myself. Told her that most people turn to family when stressed, but if the stress is at home I needed some alone time. I left on foot and hit the woods for some peace and quiet. She called the police and reported me missing. Called my family and friends and told them all she was worried about me because of my state of mind when I left. My state of mind when I left was that I'd never let her drive me to the point of wanting to hurt myself again and that I needed some time alone.
Still, she made sure to contact the police, report me missing and play the part of the concerned wife while painting me as being in a mentally unstable state when I left.
My local friends all knew she was full of it when she tried to contact them, but my family (out of state) was upset, panicked, and worried. All because she wanted to play the part. When I knew rain was coming and I headed back I walked up the driveway, she came out, and said "Oh, you're back." Didn't act like anyone that was actually concerned/worried. No hug, "glad you're safe", nothing.
The local news station still has the missing person article on their website.
The hardest part is finally getting to the point that you realize there's no fixing things because you're the only one trying...and the realization that you've
spent wasted years in an attempt to regain something that hindsight shows you never really had.