Unfortunately his mum, dad etc love him but can not cope with his mental illness, so they keep him at arms length which unfortunately makes things worse for our relationship cos he's waiting for me to turn my back. The mother of his child waved him off to work one day talking about tea, but by the time he got home she'd packed up and left. Again this makes life harder too as he really struggles with truely trusting anyone. I do love him very much but hate his illness, i hate that the last 2 days he's had nothing but nasty things to say to me. Instead of saying dinner was nice he goes on about it being messy to eat; f.f.sake it's spag bol which you told me to make but can't say that to him coz it'll send him off on one and i'll either be kicked out or get no sleep for him raging all night. I hate bpd !