Imagine...you predict the end of the world, and it doesn't happen.
What do you do? Question your faith? But it runs so strong in you and your family. You're at a crossroads. You're in a lot of psychic pain. It manifests itself physically.
So you take a few painkillers. Then a few more. The next thing you know, you're needing them more than wanting them. And now you have all this stress of running for Congress and then your plans to run for President, and now you're hooked.
So you kick them. Maybe your husband can modify his "anti-gay" indoctrinations to drugs?
And you kick them, but only after suffering irreparable damage to your system that takes the form of constant migraines...
It could happen.