Hello,
Long time lurker here...
I started seeing someone from POF about two years ago. He had mental health issues which bacame apparent very quickly and had a mental health crisis almost as soon as we started dating. He was/is a good, kind decent man with a lovely personality.
I launched straight into my 'saviour' mode, which I hadn't then fully realised was a part of my personality. A difficult period followed and he did indeed improve and get much better. But then he relapsed - and again I picked him up. And then he relapsed again. And again. And when he wasn't relapsing I was constantly scrutinising and fretting that he was about to.
I ended the relationship a few months ago and I have flourished since then. I have come to realise that all my energy and strength went into the relationship and supporting and protecting and counselling him.
We now meet up every couple of weeks for lunch, probably chat most days by text. I still watch out for him, but the intensity and degree of responsibility I feel is a fraction of what it was. I now have a wonderful close friend in him and don't regret having the relationship at all.
Not sure what I'm trying to say really - I suppose I'm probably saying to Sponge that dealing with depression/mental health (if indeed that's the issue here) is okay for a while and cope-able with. But it's exhausting long term. Really tiring. My friend/ex was embarrassed and humiliated by his diagnosis and that did make him hide from me at times at first, and he did drip feed the truth until he was confident of my reaction.
The wonderful person Sponge met may really exist and not be a flakey bad person. Only further investigation will tell that. And it sounds as though Sponge may have regrets if she doesn't find out more given the strength of feeling following her dates.
It's a horrible situation. I don't think I've said anything very useful at all or been very cohesive, sorry!
I'll go back to cowardly lurking now. Unfortunately I appear to lurk on the dating sites with my hidden profile too...duh...never going to get anywhere unless I grow some balls. Metaphorically speaking of course!
I love hearing about all your adventures, thank you one and all for your witty and interesting postings!