Today, by accident, when I was browsing through the apps on his phone
to find good ones to try out, I finally came across his blog. He’d
told me about it but had refused to let me read it. I read the whole
thing, and now he looks sort of embarrassed and proud at the same
time, and says that I was snooping.

I wasn’t, but whatever.

So he’s not exactly revealing much about himself here, clearly. (Umm,
paranoia, anyone?) I was thinking that if we posted his thoughts and
mine on the same entry each day, people might get a better idea of
what life is like once the bipolar diagnosis and demons enter a
couple’s life together.

Right from the outset, I’m going to say that our life together hasn’t
been easy. He is going to feel guilty the moment he reads that, and
start blaming himself for the worries and difficulties we’ve been
through, but he shouldn’t. I’ve come to terms with it, which is
something I’ll talk about another day. The person who is sick always
feels guilty about needing the help and attention, but I know he’d do
the same for me.

What he should know is that I read all the entries and some of them,
where he revealed a bit about himself, reminded me of why I love him
so much.