I have been in a relationship with my Bipolar boyfriend for over a year now. At first, his moods were pleasant and his attitude was the best. He was my best friend before we ever decided on being together. Once, we were together everything seemed fairytale. He was my best friend, a great lover, and a source of strength. His father was murdered the month I met him and he took it hard but, after that he started hanging with the wrong crowd and self-medicating with the drug called ecstasy or what I like to call it "the devil himself". He's traveled across country with no food, pocket money or anything. Only money for the ticket and he's been hospitalized. The doctor prescribed him abilify and he doesn't take it anymore. Now, he has these delusions of grandeur and refers to himself as "The God Son". I am really scared and at times, I have to just get away from him. We were living together for a short while and he would have these episodes and it was too much for me to handle. He doesn't care about anyone else but, himself for the most part but, when he comes back to the middle, he's loving and the best person ever in my opinion. Sometimes, I cry and pray that my boyfriend comes back. The one I fell in love with, not the one that is chemically imbalanced. However, his nonchalant attitude and refusal to take meds, go to a therapist and change his ways make me think it's always going to be this way. His mother is going to stop paying the rent for his off-campus apartment and doesn't want him to move home. He's tortured our minds with this disorder for so long now. The ups and downs are hard for anyone to deal with. He tells me he wants to be with me forever one moment and doesn't care if I leave the next. He says I am cheating on him because we live in two different cities because I took time off from school. He thinks he's better off alone but, yet always chases me. His cell phone bills is sky-high and his mom refuses to pay it off. His credit is horrible and he simply does not care. He's taken out loans for splurges on motorcycles, computer and studio equipment (and drugs) and does not care about his debt. I know he is sick and want to get him help but, he doesn't see it necessary. He scares me so much at times. Considering the phone being cut off and the distance between us ... I guess this means we're pretty much over but, I care for him so much and know he needs to have a breakthrough. Question is: after everything comes crashing down, do you think he'll realize what's going on and what he has caused? And, finally decide to get help. I have high hopes but, I don't want to seem delusional as well. Should I just let go of the love of my life?