Right when I was about to give up, right when I didn’t think I deserved anything, I met the best person in my life. He showed me the kindness I couldn’t show myself. He’s stayed with me through my rages and my lows and he does his absolute best to be understanding. When I hate myself more than anything in the world he tries so hard to be there and show me it’s only temporary.

I’m not idealizing my partner, either. He struggles with a lot too, he has lows too, and sometimes I fail but I try so hard to be there for him just like he’s there for me.

What I want to say is it’s possible. It’s possible to have a loving and healthy relationship even if both parties are mentally ill. It’s possible to love and be loved. And I only got here after I was ready to give up on ever being happy.

I hope you all are doing okay. It’s been a long and difficult road but I’m always grateful for this community.