If you read my profile you know my problem. My...actually I don't know what he is to me right now has biploar disorder. I love him, we all together have 5 kids (four from previous marriages and 1 together), and have been together on and off for 22 years. (since we were 12) he is my first love, and i will never get over him, in my heart anyway. He has episodes that are rapid cycling, and things have been really bad lately. He's mean to all of us and has said some pretty nasty and hurtful things to me over the last few weeks, epecially in the last few days. We have seen several therapists and tried many meds. Nothing seems to get it under control. if anything it's getting worse. I know that it depends on the individual treatment and person, the outcome of the treatment, and sometimes sadly some people never get to the appropriate level of life they should be at. What I need to know is how do I keep going on with this. he has no family none that will be there for him anyway, he's burned his bridges, no other support than myself. I am physically, mentally and emotionally drained. i don't want to let go, for fear of what will happen to him and my kids. We don't have enough money for him to go to a good treatment center, as i'm sure a lot of others don't either, i don't know what to do, or where to find strength to keep standing behind him. If anyone can give me insight on this i would really appriecite it. i know it's not his fault that he has this but it's so hard not to resent him for it. for it destroying our life.
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