My husband is an addict and has bipolar 2 disorder. I keep apparently lying to myself thinking he's doing better but every time I find out he's not. Apparently I'm the bad guy and the fact that he spends money that we don't have on pills only to find out later from my sister. Not him of course. I confront him and maybe I shouldn't do it in the way that I do but my gosh, how much am I supposed to take? My daughter just came home from the detention home and has Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) so I have a lot on my plate with just her. I need him to be there supporting me and he can't. Won't. Whichever. Does it matter which one? I'm lost. I feel like I have no one to cry to, to vent, to share. I'm so embarrassed. He doesn't work and recently applied for ssi but that's not helping me now. I don't have the money to pay my bills but he has the money for pills. $20 didn't break us he told me. Easy for him to say. I just want normal. I want love and support. I'm kind of ****** that I have to keep taking care of everyone. I know that unless he wants help or does it for himself there's nothing I can do. So I just sit and watch. Its not fair! It's completely unfair. I am so mad. So hurt.