The sad rantings of a frustrated, angry, and sad wife to a man who suffers from Bipolar Disorder. There are a TON of blogs dedicated to those who suffer from Bipolar Disorder, but very few perspectives out there of the spouses who's significant other suffer from mental illness, and trust me, it ain't easy. So this is the story of my crazy, hectic, emotionally draining life as a wife of someone with Bipolar Disorder.
Monday, September 19, 2011
The End of Us
Sometimes relationships don't work out. I don't know why I thought that this time would be different and that things would just magically go the way I have always wanted things to be between us. You can't make someone love you, or treat you right, or want to be with you. They either do or they don't. And when they dont, you can't cry and beg for them back. Because that is what YOU want, they obviously don't want you anymore, so why try to make them? 6 year is a hell of a long time, and I hate that he's just able to walk away from that. But I can't change his mind, and even if I did, what would I really be going back to? I am tired of being told all the time what a crappy person I am, and how horrible I am. Thats not love, and that's not a marriage anymore. I guess the saying is true that it is better to leave a mirror broken than to hurt yourself more trying to pick up the pieces. This will be a long, hard road for me, and it's painful and sad. But at the same time, I've got to hold my head high and remember who I am and what I came from. And just keep going on with life, and growing everyday. I will always love him I suppose. But I also know that each day from today will get easier, and i will think of him less and less. And I hope that one day he realizes what he lost... I can't change his mind, or make him love me, as much as I wish that he did.
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