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I met this girl a few months ago through Hinge. We hit it off instantly. We hung out a handful of times. Our communication was 15/10. I’ve never had anything like this and she was very supportive when I’d have a manic or depressive episode. She even went as far as to do research about bipolar and even the meds that I take as she was not familiar with mental illnesses. We were perfect for each other.
She’s a CNA and was asked to do a live in position. After a few conversations weighing the pros and cons, we decided it was a good idea for her to do this even though we wouldn’t be seeing each other for an extended period of time. I won’t bore you with the details of what happened during her time there but she did become quite depressed and drained mentally and physically. She requested relief but was never sent any because they’re short staffed and her client is ‘on her way out’.
Her communication with me became less and less and I became more and more worried about our future. After several days of her not responding to any messages. I tried callling her to see what’s going on. She didn’t pick up the phone but she did text me shortly after and told me about the things she’s going through. She has told me a few weeks prior that something that she needs to learn how to do is ask for help when she’s going through something. It’s gotten so heavy on her that she has no idea how to function and is in a deep depression.
I won’t disclose exactly what she is going through but she did move here from Africa a few years ago without her family. She misses them and isn’t too keen on how things are going in America. Knowing that she wanted to leave broke me…I know I have no control over what she does. I’ve been so supportive of her during her time in this assignment she is on.
The following day I did contemplate ending it all. It wasn’t just a “I think I should die because I’m alone”. But more of a meditated plan as to how I’d do it. I’ve never gotten that low before. I thought to myself I should text her. I couldn’t bring myself to do it because A) I had no idea what to say and B) if she blocked me that would’ve made things worse. Today I did whip up the courage to text her and just ask how she’s doing. As per usual there has been no response but I do feel some sort of closure. I’m still sad/angry but not as much. I also don’t let this breakup affect the frequency of me taking my meds as well.
TL;DR Things were going amazing with gf. She took a live in assignment and it sent her into a deep depression and broke up with me because she couldn’t pour/contribute anything to the relationship.
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