I posted a week or two ago about my bipolar fiance who's told a LOT of lies. Forgive me for posting again, but I want to vent (and vent and vent!). After a month of inpatient treatment in Florida, he's now in the middle of an outpatient program at the same hospital. I'm in Minnesota (at home), and he's been gone about three months (one month 'missing'; one month inpatient after he called me saying, basically, "Sorry I've been gone a month, but I'm in Florida, am sick and have relapsed, etc." and me calling the police to find him to take him to a hospital, and now about a month in the outpatient program. He's expecting it'll take another month.
I know he has business issues and a DUI he should deal with in Minnesota and is probably dreading that, but STILL! If he'd have agreed to do any part of his treatment closer to home, I could be part of it, but, as it is, I'm not. Despite my researching bipolar disorder online and purchasing and reading the book Loving Someone with Bipolar Disorder, I'm still so very confused about what happened, what's happening, and what's expected to happen. He's signed release forms which allow me to call and ask questions of the hospital staff, but the few times I have weren't very 'productive'. I'm sure they're busy, and they really don't seem very interested in talking with me.
For the last 2-1/2 weeks, he's been living in a motel, and the telephone in his room doesn't work. He can make outgoing calls, but noone can call in. It's a constant busy signal, and I've talked to the motel manager who says the motel is about 50 years old, and the problem isn't likely to be resolved any time soon, but it's less expensive than the other rooms, which is why he took it, I guess. I hate it that I can't call my fiance when I want to; it's almost as if he's on one of his "MIA's" again. I hate it that I'm taking my cell phone with me EVERYWHERE, even to the bathroom, because God forbid I should miss one of his phone calls, since I can't call him back. I have told him and the motel manager that I simply can't afford to pay for the room any longer. (He's waiting for his Social Security check.) I worried myself sick over the weekend because my fiance had told me he was out of money and food. Yesterday morning, I called and visited briefly with a nurse in his outpatient program, and lo and behold, he hadn't mentioned to the STAFF (whom he thinks so highly of!) anything about being hungry or broke! If he doesn't think THEY have to worry about it, why does he think I should?!!!! One thing the nurse told me, and I (nicely) let my fiance know she'd told me this, is that there is help available for him there, what with Social Workers, etc. on staff, so I'm not the only person he can turn to if he's hungry or homeless in FL.
Last night on the phone, he talked about how wonderful everything will be once we're back together. I slept on it, then told him this morning when he called that although I'm glad he's found a treatment program he's comfortable with, and how his getting better for his OWN sake is the number one priority, I feel very left out and have no idea what's going to happen to us as a couple. There are simply too many unanswered questions. I chose this morning to tell him, rather than last night, so it wouldn't disturb his sleep and so it would happen right before he went to his therapy sessions, so they could help him in case he was upset.
I feel angry, sad, confused and, also, somewhat guilty. He is, after all, the one with bipolar disorder (and addiction problems, but the focus now, he says, is on his bipolar disorder). Maybe I should be more patient, understanding and helpful when it comes to him, but right now, I just can't. Honestly, I feel I'm a very nice person, but maybe not nice enough to be with someone with bipolar disorder...
If any of you have any advice, suggestions, comments or, even, criticisms, I'd be so happy to hear from you. If not, thanks for reading, and have a good day.





I would've loved the opportunity to have done things the way you and your husband have done - as a team, and going in for therapy sessions with my fiance. You and your husband are lucky to have each other! BUT, for reasons all his own, my fiance has chosen to make it virtually impossible for me to be a part of his treatment plan. I think I'd better practice 'acceptance', wish him well, and move on.
Thanks for the responses and good wishes!