Heya, first time posting here, just recently found this community. Sorry, this is likely to be a bit of a jumble and stream of consciousness because I have a lot of thoughts to try and sort through.
I recently began dating someone that I share a hobby with. I knew about his cluster of diagnoses (BPD, bipolar, paranoid schizophrenia, ADHD) before getting into the relationship; I knew they weighed heavily on him and affected an enormous part of his life, but I don't think I fully understood what I was getting into. Admittedly our relationship has moved pretty quickly: he was facing homelessness and moved cross-country to live with me to avoid that after only a few months of dating.
Gearing up to him moving, there seemed to be a crisis every day, but at the time it seemed like it was largely outside factors. He was kicked out of his home by an abusive family member (not his fault), his one friend in the area was unwilling to help (seemingly not his fault), his new psychiatrist took him off his prior meds that had been helping him (not his fault). It seemed like just a string of really bad,
PLEASE READty luck. He was understandably overwhelmed at the isolation and suicidal as a result. I spent a lot of time over a month and a half talking him through his panic attacks and bouts of suicidal ideation. I didn't mind it, but I made it clear that it wasn't something I could maintain long term because it was exhausting and extremely stressful.
My rationale was that once he was living here with me and had a stable environment to begin to recover, things would start to improve. He'd have friends here and people who cared about him, and I could better help him through the day to day stressors of living (cooking, cleaning, etc). I knew simply being here wasn't going to "fix" him, just that it'd give him a fighting chance to begin to work on the deeper issues. I'm ND myself, so I realize this sort of thing is a lifelong fight. But surely without so many severe outside stressors things will begin to improve, right?
So far that hasn't proven to be the case. Granted, he only moved in about 3 weeks ago, so I know I haven't been altogether patient (I'm emotionally exhausted and going through my own issues as well) but I'm still having to run around multiple times a week to try and put out his fires. He's panicking about everything, and his paranoia often has him convinced that people have it out for him (he told me he *knew* that the pharmacist was laughing at him and refusing to apply his insurance because they knew he was trans [they didn't know that, I assure you]), and I am the only one that is able to get through to him about these things.
Since this is a fairly recent relationship and we are newly living together, there are the usual growing pains, you know? Mostly minor things that you have a discussion about, find a compromise, and move on. But having those talks with him are like pulling teeth. I have to word anything remotely resembling criticism with the utmost care lest he misconstrue it and shut down, fixating on one thing that I didn't really say. We had a disagreement yesterday and I had to explain the same thing to him in five different ways before he could understand what I was ACTUALLY saying.
I'm trying so hard to be patient. I know he's adjusting to some new meds and he's missing some other meds that he relies on. He is getting used to living in a new place and the routines we have. Even with consideration of his long-term diagnoses he's not at 100% and that is, very legitimately, not his fault. I know that he is trying, and I know he feels terribly that his mental state is affecting mine.
I guess right now I'm just worried that this sort of pattern is going to be forever. That even once the outside stressors are sorted out and gone, I'm still going to have to spend an inordinate amount of time being "Mr. Fix-It." Logically I guess I know that, to some degree, that is likely to always be the case. That seems to be the M.O. of personality disorders like this, right?
So if that's the case, how do I keep myself from burning out and/or lashing out once my patience starts to run out? He doesn't deserve backlash from me and I don't want to hurt him, but when I'm emotionally tapped I can be pretty short and brusque. Basically I want to help fortify myself to *prevent* issues before they begin, as much as possible. Any exercises, any essays, any ideas to help preserve my patience and maybe allow for a better perspective, would be incredibly appreciated. But if nothing else, I finally got to verbalize some of the stresses I've been internalizing these past few months, which is a help in its own right.