Dating services mentally ill handicapped

A few years ago, I spoke to a group of high-schoolers about the Jewish idea of love. By focusing on the good, you can love almost anyone.

" "We're choosing to love him," her mother explained, "because love is a choice." There's no better wisdom Susan's mother could have imparted to her before marriage.

This post has been met with relief by some and anger by others. Yes, some of those choices are deluded by illness, but we still choices: treatment or not, abuse someone or not, pick up the crack pipe or not. Any time they want to stop you’ll be there for them, but until that point, you have to choose your own sanity over their destruction.

Some are relieved that someone is finally talking about their reality while others are appalled that I would suggest leaving someone for an illness that is not his fault. No one lives an entire life without the wherewithal to make a different choice. Because just like with addiction, (a mental illness in its own right) you can enable another person’s mental illness.

Only then can you start to judge the people who have lived this reality daily.By allowing the person with the mental illness to abuse you physically or emotionally, you are allowing the person not to have to take responsibility for their own actions. I believe that when a person is trying to get help we need to support them as best we can.When a person chooses not to get help, well, it’s like anyone else with a problem that they refuse to face – sometimes it devours them. "Mom," she said hesitantly, "I really appreciate your feelings, but, in all honesty, how can you say you love someone you've never met? At the end of the conversation, her mother said, "Darling, I want you to know we love you, and we love David." Susan was a bit dubious.