The answer is no.
Life is too hard with my disease to bring in another person with the same disease.
“Wouldn’t there be advantages to living with a bipolar man?” you ask.
Yes. You wouldn’t have to explain your moods. He would know exactly how you feel. But...
One of the things I like about my husband is that he’s calm and even-keeled. He anchors me when I feel like I’m going to fly away.
If my husband were prone to mania, I’d never get anything done. He’d make me high, and we’d both be ill together.
My husband is very objective, and he can tell when I’m getting sick. He knows when I need more medicine. If he were wrapped up in his own illness, he couldn’t help me monitor mine.
He also is well enough to make a good living. If I were living with a bipolar man, he might not be able to hold down a good job. We might live in poverty.
“Are you anti-bipolar men?” you might be thinking.
The answer is no. Bipolar men are fine. They’re just not for me to marry.
Before I married my husband, my brother, with whom my husband worked said, “He’s a very normal guy.”
Normal is what I need.