Hi I just wanted to add my story to this. Love is a very complicated, confusing, alluring, amazing, hurtful thing in a class of its own. Everyone deserves to feel this part of life. Without it your missing a piece of who you are. Yes our disease or illness what have you is detrimental it will never go away, but the good thing about love is that it conquers all. Go to a book store find some literature for her to read. Its not a dead end road. My story is I met my husband when I was 16 when my illness had just started kicking in. We didnt know I was sick back then. He and I grew up together. I wasnt diagnosed bipolar until I was 31 I am now 34 but after researching and reading all we could I was definately bipolar from 16 on up just got worse in the thirties. You partner may be like mine, as soon as he found our I ordered some books for family member living with bipolars. He read the first book in one day. He was open minded and ready to learn more about me and my mind. Love is meant for everyone. Just because you have a mental illness does not take you off the market none of you.