My story is too long and too complicated for here. His MH has been an issue before and it seems to be particularly bad right now. I’m exhausted by not getting it right, by picking up the pieces, by being the rock for the kids, by being blamed, be being called a victim if I ever say it’s difficult, by not being able to talk about my own feelings or problems lest they add to his, by worryng if he’s going to be there when I get home or not, by seeing the impact it has on the kids, by one minute feeling I want to leave and can’t take it any longer. and the next feeling blissfully happy when he’s well. I don’t know why I’m posting here- I have friends to talk to and have messaged some therapists- family are supportive and take kids here and there - in spite of that- I just feel a bit alone with it all and can’t talk to him about it -he himself is frightened of MH rearing it’s head and feeling unsupported and unloved in spite of all my efforts to show and tell him otherwise. Our sons needs require a lot of my time and energy and partly exacerbate his MH and lead to my compassion and empathy just running dry. Sometimes I don’t have anything to give him and I feel bad about tha. I hardly ever feel I have any compassion for myself. Recently I feel nothing but exhausted. I guess I’m just venting and looking for others who may have advice or who’ve been there. I don’t feel like anyone I’ve spoken to understands what it is like to love someone absolutely who can totally disappear and become a different person overnight. I don’t know how long that person will stay or what to do for them. -I pretty much just wait it out