I don't know how to talk about this but some of this might be a bit blunt, so I'm sorry :(
I'm struggling with my partners mental health issues. I love her more than anything, but after things in my own past I'm really struggling.
We moved in together in October after dating quite a while and living at each other's (with the kids!) but in November she started to go off the rails a bit.
She was in a very very physical and emotional abusive relationship (the shit liked to hug the kids as well :( ) and this is the first time she's moved where he doesn't know where she is. So naturally she's started to feel relaxed. This to me is brilliant. Other than now she's feeling safe everything she's bottled up for the past 14 years seems to be coming out.
I'm working really hard to keep us all together. I love her so much and love the kids as they were my own. ( I have none of my own but my happiest memory in life was when one of them wanted me to go to his Father's Day lunch as he'd never felt able to ask before !).
A couple of weeks ago I noticed she was self harming. I managed to get her to speak to the mental health triage team type thing ( I don't know what they're called!) and she's been to a self referred centre and to one group session. I was really supportive and as helpful as I could be. I took her there and walked her to the door where one of the team met her and took her in.
It turns out there's a lot more to what happened to her, some involving sexual assaults involving 3rd parties orchestrated by her ex and other equally bad stuff. Again I've listened and talked and just been a rock as much as I can.
There has also been arguments where she has said afterwards she's deliberately pushed me away. I've stuck by her and just carried on.
Then tonight we were having a really nice night ( I've been very helpful today and done the shopping and both school runs..... my days off are Friday Saturday). We've both had a drink (I can't drink any other night as I'm an Hgv driver) watched a film and had a good laugh.
She went to the toilet and when she came back I noticed there were fresh cuts on her arm :(. Fresh to the point blood was still flowing :(.
I admit I flipped. Not in a violent way or anything like that. My mother is a suicidal manic depressive and when I saw the cuts on my other halfs arms I freaked out. I told her I couldn't live like that anymore because of my mothers past and that if she did it again I couldn't stay for my own mental health.
Now with the help of my mother (she's been really good with helping my other half with someone to talk to who understands how she feels) she's gone to bed.
But I'm still sat here crying my eyes out. I don't want to lose her and I really don't want her cutting herself. I don't know what to do. I feel so selfish by saying I can't cope. But after having to deal with my mothers depression and my 8 year old special needs brother (I was 16 at the time) I feel as though I'm the worst prepared person to deal with this :(
Sorry for the long post but trying to give as much info as I can.
Thankyou.