We are very open about it and he knows I'm pissed about it. I told him I am. The way I put it--he hasn't cared if I have career opportunities, which makes me feel like I worked my butt off for a degree and took on student loans for nothing. I didn't spend two years in the grad program from hell just so I could take a $9.00 per hour position as a library page. I did it so I can be something crazy like an actual librarian. I also told him that I'm sick of my bipolar being an excuse for everything, be it not being willing to move or him taking his bad days out on me because he knows I won't say anything because I don't want to be accused of cycling.

When he said that about me being committed I told him if he's that convinced I'm going to end up totally psychotic like people who were in a psych hospital when the treatment for anything was to lock someone up, ignore their existance and the hospital staff did crap like chaining people to the floor--he knows where the door is. I'm not interested in someone staying with me out of pity. He knows how to file for divorce and full custody of our kids, which is what I would do if I was convinced I was living with a ticking time bomb who was going to go psychotic at any moment and hurt me or my kids. He just stared at me for a minute and then said he was sorry and that hadn't thought about the fact that they didn't know how to treat bipolar in the early 20th century.

So, trust me--he's fully aware of how I feel and he knows that my attitude is that if he thinks I'm going to become psychotic then he needs to leave and take the kids with him. If you think someone is going to eventually go crazy enough to hurt your kids you don't stick around. He says now he doesn't think that and he doesn't worry about me becoming permanatly committed. So who knows what he's thinking.