"I...would never undermine the struggles and pain that survivors are going through. But like I have said before, it's like being torn, living with two polar opposite emotions--the pain your partner has caused YOU by their actions, and the love you have for them and the want to make THEIR pain subside.
Don't give up on your partner, they're still there, for a reason."
For partners of those survivors who are
truly and actively committed to recovery--and taking responsibility for their lives/conduct now--I say that for so long as you are able to honour your own needs, feelings and boundaries in the relationship, then yes, "don't give up." Indeed, I think that such relationships have a tremendous amount to offer in terms of growth, healing and personal empowerment for both parties.
On the other hand, if your "love" involves repeatedly tolerating/accomodating behaviours from your partner that cause you tremendous and on-going pain, and result in your compromising your own values, needs, etc, then at the very least I urge you to get some counselling for yourself.
In my case, I used to tell myself not to give up and chose to see the fact that my partner was "still there" as a clear indication of his trust in and love for me, despite some of his habits and behaviours. For over four years I did everything I knew how to show my commitment to and love for him, to show my faith in him, to "understand," be "supportive," to "help" him and so forth.
I did leave him on a few different occasions, telling myself I was "done," though deep down a part of me secretly hoped that "losing" me would result in his finally seeking help for his SA issues, addictions, etc. But each time I went back to him/took him back (usually on the basis of some promise of his to change his ways, and perhaps some token indications that he actually meant what he said) with ultimately, the same results.
In our case, I see now that much of the reason he was always "still there" is as much due to my own repeated enabling of him and dysfunctionally high level of tolerance for his crazy-making, sabotaging behaviours as anything. I was as much "mommy" as I was anything else. In other words, his desire to stay (and obvious reluctance to leave) was as much about trying to hold on to the reassurance and comfort/resources I represented for him--and to some degree, perhaps a public perception of him as a grown-up, settled down, "nice guy" family man--as anything. (He will be 45 in May.) Even when I was determined to do the "tough love" thing with him, my own resolve to that end never lasted long. It all just became so confusing for me that over time I lost all ability to put things into any real and concrete perspective. I was determined not to be an enabler, but looking back, I'm amazed to discover all the insidious little ways in which I'd become just that.
When he finally moved out (at my insistence) in November, he promptly moved in with a coke dealer/user. A few weeks later he lost his job, and his mother ended up giving him the money for the two month's worth of rent and bills he got behind in. Then two weeks ago he moved in with my one-time best friend and his younger brother (they're engaged), who live some 200 feet or so away from me. His own vehicle (which his mother gave him the money to buy a few years back but he has never maintained) has long since ceased to be roadworthy, but I see that he is now driving his brother's truck, while his own sits parked in front of their house. And so on, ad infinitum.
I have no doubt that he will be happy to live there for as long as he can (at least until some new "understanding," enabling wonderwoman, love interest turns up for him). There he is surrounded by people who will cushion him, however well-meaningly and/or subconsciously, from ever having to take full responsibility for himself and, in essence, allow him to carry on as he always has, never dealing with his SA stuff nor having to confront the full pain and truth/reality of his unresolved stuff. The point being, he'll "still be there" because it keeps him from really having to be with himself, if that makes sense?
Though I've not seen or spoken with him in a month, he remains the first thing on my mind when I awaken each morning, and the last thing on my mind as I fall asleep each night. I last heard from him (via email) a week ago, in which he said that while I 'seemed to be moving on' he "hadn't yet," but would agree to respect my wishes that he not try to communicate with me anymore, in person or by phone. We'll see.
I have cut off, at least for now, my relationship with my friend (his brother's fiance, they met through me) because I know that, with him living in her house now, it's simply not a connection I can handle in any healthy way at this time.
My relationship with my ex has left me mentally, spiritually and emotionally sick, a fact of which I am painfully aware. (Though I now suspect that I wasn't all that healthy to begin with, else why would I be attracted to/ interested in someone like him in the first place?) I have little doubt that were I to send any "still possible" signals his way, we'd be seeing each other again in no time. Were that to happen, the little girl in me would want to believe, as she's always hoped, that his wanting me back would be an indication of his undying love for me, but I can no longer afford to hang on to such hopes.
His return to me would be about him, not me. And my taking him back would be about my reluctance to deal with the fact that he is not the man I so desperately wanted to believe he was, but in fact, someone who isn't really able to love anyone, not even himself. His 'still being there' would not be about love, but about our perfectly fitting, respectively dysfunctional "needs" and about neither of us wanting to face the humiliation and pain of the truth. He is not in recovery, nor is there any indication that he's pursuing that at all. He's still running from it all. Me, I'm now looking for a counsellor and committed to getting MYSELF well, no matter how long it takes.
Anyway, I just had to get this off my chest. Again, if your (generic "your")survivor partner is actively seeking/in recovery, then I wish you all the best. I know it's a long and difficult journey to undertake, but the potential rewards strike me as well worth the effort for you both. But do be sure to stay honest with yourself. Believe me, the price of not honouring one's own needs and values is just way too high.
Stride