He keeps mentioning that I just keep gaining more weight and now all my interest for sex is gone and he says if only he could get satisfied once a week and then he would be happy. He has no idea that the meds stole my sex drive. He doesn't believe such a thing could happen. He cursed my paranoia when it was in full swing......I guess he's getting Karma for complaining about my paranoia because now it's gone and I am stable and fat thanks to my meds and being medicated for the last nine years....He told me that it's gonna get to the point where he's gonna have to watch porn and wack it and he's guilt tripping me and I feel bad and don't know what to do anymore. My parents said if he divorced me they wouldn't take me back in. What loving parents they turned out to be. If I have no place to go I will probably end up getting my child taken away for failure to be able to take care of her. I know I am thinking of the worst but aren't all bipolar marriages usually doomed because of the bipolar? I don't know what to do anymore! Help!
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