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I care for my ex. He's 42, but has had a lot of physical issues as well as mental illness. He was abusive when we were together, and has no one else but a sister who is more mentally ill than he. He has Bipolar Disorder, Borderline Personality Disorder, Depression, OCD which makes him extremely paranoid, ADHD, dyslexia and a host of physical problems - diabetes and neuropathy because of it, hbp, lesions in his brain more than likely caused by the abuse he suffered as a child, etc, etc, etc. He's on roughly 20 separate medications a day.

Generally speaking, he's mobile and gets along pretty well on his own physically, though he tires easily. He is not very well educated in technology, and his dyslexia makes it hard for him to understand things he reads unless he spends a rather long time at it, so I end up taking care of all his bills and his disability check. He can't even write a check or use the ATM without me with him. He does his own laundry, mows the grass (but can't weed eat), pays for our cell phone bill, helps around the house. So, it's not a one-way street.

It's just so hard to deal with him sometimes. The paranoia especially makes for a lot of frustration. I feel "stuck" with him, because I am. I doubt anyone would be able to deal with him, so can't see him ever moving in with any of his girlfriends. Leaving him with no one to care for him is not an option, either. So here I am.

I'm always thinking how much easier my life would be. I try very hard to be patient and I'm failing. He's a better person than he used to be and is no longer abusive, but the stress of dealing with his mental illnesses gets to me. I get angry with him when I should understand. I found some online support places because I can't afford therapy right now with the monthly price of his medication and me having no insurance, and I need somewhere to work through my issues so I stop taking them out on him. I have times of depression, because he is a lot of what is keeping my butch and I long distance. It's so fucking hard. I love him like a brother and resent the hell out of him at the same time.

Women in my family generally live to or past 100, but all seem to have dementia or alzheimer's. My mother is 68 so hopefully I have plenty of time, but even that hits me sometimes - what would I do caring for both of them?