Dp and I have separated after nearly 12 years together. We have a three-year-old son. I wanted to separate too, for a while, to have some space and then regroup - but for him, it is absolute, and now I don't see how it can be anything but.
The past year to 18 months has been really trying, for both of us. Last autumn, having previously had several depressed phases in his life, ex-dp had what I can only term his first major 'high': for three months, he was out almost constantly, at parties and clubs, coining new business ideas and spending - on expensive cars, yachts, etc. In mid-December, prompted by a difficult patch at work, he very swiftly came crashing down and was depressed for the best part of six months, not going into work, and sleeping in every morning. He apologised for how he'd treated me/us the previous autumn, and around August time, seemed to re-emerge as his old self, for a bit.
He then went on a residential therapy course in September, to try to deal with some longstanding issues and find some equilibrium between the past year's extremes, and came back in a state I can only describe as 'manic'. The morning after he got home, he took ds to a garage in his new sports car at 7am to buy an ice lolly for breakfast, and later allowed ds to paint on the kitchen floor and unravel loo rolls around the house ...
For the past two months, with bipolar alarm bells ringing in my head, I have been trying to get him to slow down, stay in more, hold fire on some of his spending and business ideas - in between angry outbursts along the lines of why the hell isn't he spending more time with us and what about his responsibilities ...
Anyway, it came to a head last week when dp said that for him, it's over. I then found out that, in the week previously, he had arranged a threesome with two prostitutes, and slept with a woman he met in a local club a few weeks back. On the night we agreed to separate, he went to our favourite restaurant/hotel and had one of the earlier prostitutes back for the night 'because he felt lonely' and then had 'the best sex of his life'. He has since seen a third prostitute, stayed with this woman from the night club several more times, taken drugs, driven his car at nearly 130mph on the way to coming to take care of his son after three hours' sleep ... all in the space of less than two weeks. He's coming up to 30.
Ex-dp says he needs to move on because he believes he can find someone more attractive to be with (!), and who accepts him for who he is with all his business ideas and energy (my stance, for the past year, has been that I am an accepting person, but I do need to know who I am accepting, and lately that hasn't been the person I'd known for so long).
Personally, I am concerned that he has undiagnosed bipolar disorder - and am almost clinging to this possibility for an explanation of otherwise inexplicable, out-of-character and deeply hurtful behaviour. Prior to us separating, I had been trying to help him see that moods this extreme weren't healthy for him or us; trying to help him find balance. I don't know anyone with bipolar disorder, and ex-dp can seem so alarmingly clear and coherent and as though he has thought everything through so carefully; he has an answer for everything. It's quite beguiling - and yet I (and others) feel so much of how he is 'just isn't right'. Friends' various terms include that he is unrecognisable, has lost the plot, and is 'ill'. Others think he is fine, if a little exuberent.
Meanwhile, I am trying to care for ds while feeling desperately hurt and confused myself - to say that I am crap at playing and fun at the moment would be an understatement! I'm grieving for our happier times all together, of which there were many, and I'm so sad to see ds feeling so hurt and insecure at his family coming apart.
How the hell do I/others in this situation move on from this?! If, as I suspect, ex-dp has bipolar disorder, is there anything I can do? (He acknowledges he has extreme moods, but that's as far as he'll take it.) What if he does come crashing down again and deeply regrets all this?
What else could explain this most difficult year, if anything? Or is this kind of experience within the realm of 'normal' and I'm just naive?!
Totally perplexed and sad.
And insights? Thanks.