Hi.
Ive posted on here before about my partners bipolar but now I find myself sat at the top of the stairs at my best friends house wondering what the heck I do.
My partner has had the diagnosis of bipolar for 7 years now. I myself suffer from clinical depression which is also tough. After two years together we've been through some extreme situations along with some great ones too.
He had found the right medication finally we thought as it seemed to level him out really well & life became far easier & happy all the time again.
Recently he decided he was going to try & quit smoking. Went to the doctors & smoking clinic & away he went. So did the easy, balanced life and once again I was faced with uncontrollable rage which made my stomache turn. I had panick & anxiety attacks, was hysterical & was wretching & throwing up.
A few days later he snapped at me for asking his opinion and without saying a word I apparently didn't like his honesty. And off he went again.
Truth is though I appreciated his advice & even followed it. Which he knew. Before I knew it he was angry at me for no reason. He wouldn't listen when I tried to talk & he told me to never ask his advice on anything to do with that subject ever again. Then told me to leave him alone. I went into my bathroom & sat on the floor crying, wretching & hysterical once more. He went out & I had a bath to try & calm me. I decided I needed to get out & clear my head.
Whilst I was out he started txting asking where I was and being off with me. He started trying to argue with me so I asked why it was he felt the need to intrude on my quiet time thus not being respectful, yet if he asks for it I leave him alone.
I just couldn't face going home knowing he was still angry. I ended up out until 8pm and when I came home he went upstairs.
He had to go out later on & I had to get up early to take the little one to school. So I decided it would be best for me to sleep on the sofa, as if he had she would have woken him in the morning. He came home and had seemingly softened a little. He spoke to me a bit & I said I think we both need space apart for a while. He agreed but said he had nowhere to go. He went through his family & friends list & there were reasons for him not being able to go. I said I would quite happily have left for a while but I have two children who need the stability etc. He said we are just going to have to cope under one roof then & when I said that it wouldn't work properly he took it like I was kicking him out on the streets.
He went upstairs & must have fallen asleep. I settled on the sofa. A few hours later he came barging in, switched the light on & told me to get to bed. This made me both angry & upset. I told him I was fine and I was asleep & explained my reasons for being on the sofa. He said with my fibro it wasnt an option and just go to bed. If he had been gentle & caring with it I might have listened but barking orders at me is not acceptable. Then I got accused of throwing his caring back in his face. Then off he went again about being kicked out onto the streets & got louder & louder.
Little did I know at the time he had actually just woken my eldest daughter who is 11, & she heard everything! He slammed the back door behind him & left me in tears once again. I couldnt face it if he came in & had another go so I went upstairs.
In the morning I got up after having about half an hours sleep and sorted the little one. (She's little to me but she's 7). I also packed some things a bag and off I went. I turned to my best friend and my parents for help. Later that day he txt asking if we had any money for a hotel room as he didnt want to stay in the house. We didnt but said I would go talk to him. my friend came with me for support which instantly got his back up. He refused to talk with her about and so we had to go upstairs. (At this point I'd like to say that my best friend has cyclothymia).
Once upstairs he refused to listen & proceeded to pull stuff out of his wardrobe like a madman saying 'I'll f###king leave then shall I?' I asked why he was being this way and where on earth he was going to go. I was met with a barage of abuse about how I didnt care & I might aswell have told him to just get out. I kept calm & left him to it. I returned to my friend who was sat in the kitchen with a brew waiting.
He stormed in & out huffing & puffing & banging things. He eventually came in & said he'd be borrowing a tent off his brother & would be out of my hair. He walked out the door to the garage where we assumed he was getting his bike.
I had to go to pick little one up & when we returned he was still in the garage. I txt and asked him if he was still there as I needed food for the kids but didnt want another confrontation. He said the tent thing fell through & that he woukd be staying in the garage but would leave for 5 mins to allow me to the freezer.
I couldnt settle knowing he was there & he'd be in & out to use the toilet & get food etc. Regardless of the fact he said he wouldnt & he'd manage in the garage.
I had to arrange for my childrens dad to come pick them up a day early & for myself to stay with my friend. I txt & told him so he could come back into the house.
Since then ive been faced with angry msgs & calls saying how he's been dumped alone whilst I get all the support I need. He's also posted a long meaningful reply to a post in a support group re our situation & how his fiance is at her wits end. That he's losing everyone he loves due to the nastiness of the condition and the worst part is that he doesnt even know it's happening until its too late.
His best friend went to see him yesterday after I told him whats happened & he said this quitting smoking is really f*cking him up and making him see negativity where there is none.
Since ive been with my friend she's told me something she's been sat on for ages. Last year I had an attempted suicide due to my condition etc. Whilst I was in hospital my partner told her that he didnt sign up for this and as soon as I was better he was leaving.
This has absolutely destroyed me. I'm left feeling that he doesnt really care & after everything I've put up with from him why couldn't he stand by me the one time I needed him the most. Utterly heartbroken & can't see a way forward.
My children are back on tuesday so I also feel under pressure to have all this sorted one way or another. :'(