Love is something that takes patience and understanding, and in a relationship with someone diagnosed with bipolar disorder, it's hard to understand. It's as if he has different personalities each time, going from hyper to normal to depressed states.

Another day of spending time together with him, listening to his stories, noticing that he talks fast, moves a lot, and makes hand gestures, making it hard to understand him. So, you held his hand and said, "Sorry, could you slow it down a bit? You're a bit too fast." You said it with a loving tone along with a gentle touch on his hand, hoping it didn't come out as rude or making fun of him.

He nods his head and continues the story, but judging from his expression, he is a bit sad but still smiling. Days later, you haven't talked with each other, and he won't answer your calls or texts. So, you go to his house, and you notice that he looks awful. He has dark under eyes and messy hair. It must be his episode, in his depression episode. You couldn't help but let out a sigh to him but it seems like he interpreted it in a different way

"Sorry for being like this... Are you tired of me?" He says, looking away awkwardly, scratching his wrist with an anxious expression.

You know he always blames himself and feels that he is never meant for you. It can be hard to understand what goes on in his head, but you try your best to be understanding and patient.