You know what stuck w/me?
At the end, to paraphrase, if you could push a button, and not have this anymore, would you do it?
And every one of them said no.
The last man I ever loved has bipolar disorder. Severely.
He is a neurosurgeon now.
I asked him this once.
He said no. Then he was silent. I said, 'Because then you wouldn't be who you are.'
Then he said the thing that sometimes keeps me going.
'And that is why I love you.'