Crazy is What Crazy Does

I told you previously there was a point for behind the last post, and here it is, and 1/3 the size of it prologue.

Dating a bipolar bear.  My 100% unprofessional an non-clinical opinion…as if that ever stopped me before, yet unlike most of them real life shrinks I’m actually a bit of a nut job.   Kinda like a horse that can talk. Let’s just skip the middle man.

So I assume we all have heard about a co-dependent relationship and their pit falls.  Usually it is referring to drug addicts but can also be the same with minor short circuitry.   Bi polar bears are much like pit bulls.  You put two together, they are either gonna fight or ….make real nice.

Why the later?  Because it’s rare that someone can relate to them on those specific and extremely personal issues.  That quickly makes that person more attractive and in many ways a logical mate.  They understand.  But do they really?  Do they fully?  Are they too caught up in their own crap to be any used to you despite the intimate camaraderie in craziness?

Sometimes it seems like a great way to get over ones issues or help cope with them is to help one more screwed up than you are.   You’re not as hopeless or useless.  You’re now working in the same world with someone else and your knowledge is recognized.   All this time you haven’t been trying to communicate to the world through indecipherable scribbles.  The world just didn’t know how to read it.   There’s no guilt or inferiority complex because you are both similarly flawed.

Here’s the trouble.  One may put up with all sorts of crap and see what they want to see just so they can have that feeling of usefulness.  Others want to hold on to that stability for a while.  Want a crutch.  Want an instant fix.  One if not both parties involved may begin to use and manipulate the other.   It’s just too much baggage for a relationship to deal with especially when those dealing with their own problems get slammed on the head with the others screw ball crap.   These are to be match box relationships.  A hot, hot flare and let it burn out.  An attempt at a long-term gig…like Chernobyl.  The fall out is toxic and lingering.

Now the fight part usually begins when you notice personality traits you can’t stand in someone.  You don’t know the real reason you can’t stand them but in time you may realize that either  it’s because you have or had the same annoying  traits or you sniffed out crazy and it’s depressing  and frustrating to be around.