Very nearly the same thing happened to me friend. My wife divorced me over my BP issues. It was a much longer, more painful deterioration and left me with deep scars. I sense the fates have granted you a great wish in some sense. You did not have to see your love for her wither and die. It did not twist from a beautiful thing, to a demented horrible thing. It just ended, It hurts, like nothing that ever hurt before, but it happened fast. Like a bandaid.

I remember how great it was to love her. I see in myself the ability to love again, because I know my BP makes me into a special, unbelievably deep person. If this girl never saw how deep you could be, then shame on her, and shame on you for not thinking better of yourself. Being BiPolar does not make you less a person. It makes you so special, rare and amazing, that there can only ever be one of you.

Don't lose sight of yourself amidst the catastrophe of love lost. Just think back to how great your love is, and wait for the right girl to find you, treasure that love and forever hold the seat of your heart. She is out there. I am still looking for mine, would you like to look with me?