Wanting to vent to someone who knows and understands............

I'm so frustrated.  For the past three years I've been in a relationship with Dr Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.  Until recently it's been Mr. Hyde I've had the pleasure of being with more so than the Dr. 

Two months ago "Tom" and I started having problems with our landlord.  Our landlord was doing inappropriate things that had to do with me and to make a long story short, we moved out of our home and into our camp trailer.  This is when things went from bad to worse. 

"Tom" started to resent me.  He took out his disappointment and frustration on me because of this situation and soon enough it was my fault that we had to leave our home and there was no way in HELL he was accepting help from anyone regarding the situation we were in. 

My best friend offered her side yard for us to park in until we got back up on our feet.  Reluctantly and very angrily, Tom finally drove up there and furiously set up the camper.  I stayed inside the house to get out of his way.  The next few days the tension grew and finally Tom broke and yelled at me calling me the worst girlfriend in the world and threatening to break up with me because I was going against what he wanted to do (from staying at her house and not parking at an RV park or truck stop).  I left the trailer, packed up everything that was mine and moved it into the house so that he was free to do what he wanted.  Well......... of course I was the bad guy.   I broke our relationship up and I was the devil.

Tom, I believe is Bipolar.  He has not been diagnosed with the disease due to the fact he will not go to the doctor.   I have read that this is part of the disease, and that it's really hard thing to convince a bipolar person they need help.   Tom's excuse at first was that he didn't have a problem.  I was the one who needed counseling and that I was the one losing it.  Upon hearing his excuses I called a counselor and started up sessions for myself. My thought behind this was to show him that I was willing to work on me which in turn would help "us" as a couple and hopefully give him the strength to do it for him self.  I also wanted to take that excuse out of his dialogue with me.  This way he was not able to use it as an excuse. 

So far I am three sessions into my counseling.  A lot of the time, women who are in relationships with abusive men are codependent themselves.  I've known about my codependence ways because I grew up in a bipolar/alcoholic household.  I figure that either way, even if Tom and I can not make it through, I'm still progressing. 

I am so angry. I'm so angry that my wonderful boyfriend/best friend/ partner/lover is gone, and I have not seem him in there for a while now.   I can see Dr. Jekyll when in Tom.  I see it in his eyes.  You can tell that it's not the same man, almost in a way like when you see a person's body once their soul has left.  He's a hollow shell of a man and so mean, and I'm so terribly lonely.