Some men think marriage means control, a game of blackmail sealed with secrets. Mark-Eric Ponsati thought he’d silenced his wife for good. But some things refuse to stay buried. Even in death, they’d come back to haunt him.
What happens when Mark calls 911?
As romantic as it was, Mark soon needed to get out of the tub. He gets warm, you know?
I'm always too hot in bathtubs, so she likes to stay longer. So I got out, and I went to bed, essentially. And I take sleeping pills and the Raspan for anxiety. I've had to do this since my deployment. And so, anyway, so I slept. What do you take to sleep? Simply Sleep. So it's over-the-counter? Yeah, I take three of those. I'm trying to lower the amounts I take. I used to take four.
Lately, I've been taking three. I'm trying to weed myself off.
Mark took his antidepressant and then three of his over-the-counter sleep meds, a diphenhydramine-based medication. Basically, it's like taking a handful of allergy medication like Benadryl. You know how much I love Benadryl. It can make you really sleepy, knock you out for the whole day. It was around this time that the detective got a phone call and he excused himself and left the room.
When he returned, he had some bad news for Mark.
I never want to be the person to have to tell somebody this. Mark, your wife has passed away.
Oh, fuck!
Oh, no! No, no, no.
I'm going to have the officer outside the room call a counselor. Would you be able to talk to a counselor? Would that be helpful? I can talk to you, man. All right. We'll keep talking, but I want somebody here that has good resources for you, okay? So I'm going to have them come, and you can talk to me if you want.
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