Of course he did. It’s predictable at this point, they cant handle me and they leave. Really thought this time was different. Our whole lives were together, i got a job i love and forged a really great relationship with his brother and we were all a happy family or so i thought. He said he couldn’t do it anymore and left. I cried and begged and screamed for him as he left, like a child. I hit my head so hard that my entire forhead is black and blue. I dont know what to do. I am losing my home, the person i thought i was gonna marry, my job, and my life. All because of this fucking disease. This fucking illness that causes me to say things i dont mean and lash out and destroy the people im closest to until they have nothing else to to but leave. I dont know if i’ll make it through this one. Im so broken. I cant sleep because i know it will hit me like a train tomorrow…