Hi everyone. Thanks so much for the birthday wishes. Just when I thought I was floating on cloud #9

something has to come along and knock me off.
Wait until you all hear what has been going on. I did not go into detail about DH because we were still working on our relationship. He had moved out of the house about 3 months ago living with a "friend" across town. He came over for my birthday gave me a nice card with hugs and kisses in it and I thought all was well.
Well, Friday he showed up here in the evening in a manic attitude. All day Thursday he appeared to be agitated calling here, texting youngest DD making all sorts of demands, making all sorts of threats so on to me and her.
Friday night moments after we got home from grocery shopping and running errands he peals up into my driveway spraying gravel all over the place. He jumped out of his truck and came running up to me with his face all red with rage. He was screaming in my face something about the cops and having me arrested.
Next thing I know oldest DD comes running up to us because she thought he was going to hit me. They are both face to face screaming at each other. I tried to stop it by yelling at DD to go into the house and to DH to get back in his truck and leave. Neither one listened to me.
DH kept yelling at DD telling her to hit him. I kept yelling don't do it! Go into the house!! He was baiting her hoping she would lose her temper hit him and then he could press charges sending her to jail. Meanwhile youngest DD is inside with my 5 week old grandson the two of them crying.
Suddenly DD goes inside. DH calls the cops and another phone call is being made from inside the house to them. I found out after the fact that DH had head butt DD and her lip was split. Blood all over her face and some on his nose from her lip. Naturally since she is hurt DH is arrested. Plus of course as you all may remember that is how I got him help was to have him arrested so he could be confined in one place to get his meds into him. So of course the cops way of thinking is here we go again.
To make matters worst---- when the cop went back to talk to DH he saw DH rummaging in his glove box or somewhere in the truck because the next thing I heard was. Cop- what is that you have there? Is that a knife?
Sure enough DH went to hand the knife to the cop. within seconds the cop has his gun to DH's head yelling at him - are you that stupid? What is wrong with you? Do you have a death wish. I could of blown your head away!
All the while I am standing there holding my breath praying like I have never prayed before. Another cop shows up. I went inside to get control of myself. The cop with the gun followed me and DD inside. He took pictures of DD's mouth. He took her statement. He asked questions. He said that since this was the second time DH was picked up for domestic violence chances are this time he will go to prison for at least a year.
I am so lost. The man is sick. Not a criminal. Yet he is so messed up I have my doubts he will ever be well again. There is no doubt his only intentions is to destroy me financially and emotionally. I've been told by many to get a divorce and move on. The cop said this is the perfect time since he is locked up.
I did not picture myself myself like this. I did not think my life would be like this.

I can not think straight. I am afraid to make any more decisions. I do not want to leave the house. I know I have to. I have things I should be doing. DD's and my grandson need me to be strong. I am really trying.