I’m going to go way out on a limb here. I suffer from extraordinary bipolar depression and have been heavily medicated my whole life.

I was married for twenty years with four children. My wife and children were my salvation.

The medication started to have terrible side effects that could not be resolved. The intimacy between my wife and I was challenged. We were very connected so it was no surprise when I began to sense her drifting away. Now comes the big mistake.

Not wanting to lose her I stopped all of my meds (I was taking a lot) and lost my mind.

When she told me (on our Anniversary) that she had been unfaithful I lost what little control I had and slapped her!

My marriage ended at that moment. It was too late.

She had never known me full blown sick and it drove her away. She had every right to leave me.

I wish she had left when I stopped my meds. I lost every one I love, she was the light of my life and my children gifts from God!

These disorder are no joke. If someone who knows they are sick stops their treatment it is over, cancer or depression it doesn’t matter.

I would give up the rest of my days to have that decision to stop my medication back.

Loving anyone is hard. Loving someone who is sick just a little harder.

Whatever one does accepting the unacceptable seldom works.