I married a bi-polar, she died in december, we had been married for 19 years.
I met her during a very manic phase, she was a ball of energy, professed how much she loved me, moved in with shortly afterwards, her dark side began peeking through and before I could extricate myself she got pregnant and we got married.
We had two children, boys 18 and 15 and a stepson that is 24.
Had I had it to do all over again, I would never involve myself with that mental torture again.
Remember the old nursery rhyme, when she was good she was very very good but when she was bad she was horrid. In our time together, the horrid outweighed the good.
Prepare yourself for maniacal tyrades, obsessive spending, alcoholic binge drinking, drug use, lies, thefts, outrageous misbehavior, complete alienation from old friends and family, and unpleasant words and scenes that would defy explanation.
My wife was finally diagnosed after she went into a severe postpartum depression and almost killed herself following the birth of my 15 year old. In the course of our marriage, she was hospitalized about 15 times, her disease got worse as she got older.
Wife was an epileptic, and had real bad migraines in addition to her bipolar disease. When she died she was taking over 20 different medicines, she shopped doctors to get the meds she wanted like she shopped for shoes, I feel that something in the mix that she was taking killed her, am sure that her death was not deliberate, just a terrible accident.
I find myself now to be the provider and nurturer of 3 boys and a granddaughter, instead of enjoying a retired life with someone that I had been married to for years I see a life of loneliness ahead instead.
I read your story and I see much of myself in you, it's tough to leave someone that you obviously feel much for, with the benefit of hindsight I see what I mistake I made hooking up with the lady, should you stick with her be assured of many years of pain.