sailorjohn

Gawd, I was raised by someone with bipolar and active alcoholism, my Mom.

The 'great love of my life'-my most recent ex-afaik also suffers from both, when I first met her I wasn't extremely attracted to her, but there was something about her, so I pursued it with a vengeance.

When I figured out the secret to the attraction, I felt like driving in front of a train. Went back to AA instead.

I had actually mentioned the subject to her back when I was still drinking, just before I stopped iirc, and she didn't seem all that bothered by my 'suspicions', in retrospect probably because of all of her other secrets, the crack addiction amongst them.

I never really researched bipolar, odd for such a committed codie like myself, but was always haunted by the one thought, my Mom never recovered.

She kept drinking and acting out, ended up 'losing her mind'-for lack of a better word, and has been in the care of others since. Pretty awful way to end up.