My ex-girlfriend was a basket case. She was on at least 3 medications...Prozac, an expermential anti-psychotic called Lamactil, and something else that I don't remember right now. She was manic-depressent, Depression, and schizophrenic. She would see people who weren't there, heard voices, etc.
To make the story as short as possible...
The relationship went on for 1-1/4 years. She couldn't keep a job, her 7 year old son was doped up as bad as she was, except I don't think there was anything wrong with him. I watched him behave around his father( the ex-husband) but he refused to respect his teachers and his mother. (Translation: disipline problem)
About a year into it, I realized she was stealing money out of my wallet (she either used the money to help pay her rent or buy a bike for her son for Christmas, not sure which)
So...she couldn't be trusted...when I would try to leave her, she wouldn't let me go. She would have been the stalker type if it had reached that point. I finally caught her with an online personals ad, so I was able to finally end it. There was a whole bunch of screaming and name-calling on my part, but I'm proud of myself cause I never laid my hand on her. It might sound crazy, but I HAD to catch her in the act of lying/cheating to get rid of her easier.
It was the most bizarre trap/relationship that I'll ever be in. I'm just happy she never killed me in my sleep. The .357 was in the nightstand, she coulda had one of her episodes and killed me. I guess every day is now a gift.
Scott