Mental health pos trigger.

Ok so looong ass post but i had to get if off my chest!! Bit of background... i met him on POF we hit it off straight away we were laughing constantly. We live a 90min drive from each other. The first time we were arranging to see each other he ended up getting his daughter. But he waited til she was asleep abd his mum watched her for The night. He travelled up to mine and got here after midnight. I know what you're thinking- booty call 🍑 but no!! We watched films, we laughed, we cuddled and we went to bed-no sex! He was up at 7am to get back home for his daughter. He travelled all that way as he didnt want to 'let me down'. Since then hes always been there for me travelled to see me stood by me through police proceedings for a rape that happened in the past. In the last 7months he's had 2 suicide attempts. He has complex PTSD from serving in the military and with that has came mild psychosis and eupd. Hes tried to push me away to get me to leave, but i refused - i knew it was his mentalhealth trying to push everyone away from him. In feb he took an overdose so big they had to resuscitate him, they had to put breathing tubes in him and put him in an induced coma. Essentially he was dead, but they brought him back. While my mun looked after my son I travelled 2hours to the hospital on the saturday to see him.i stayed from 11am until i got removed at 10pm in ICU. he was still in a coma. I got home fell into bed and done the same journey the next day, got there at 10am.. he was awake.... he was so shocked to see me as he thought id have walked... next came the 4month stay in a psychiatric hospital. I had to fight with doctors and nurses to make them see that he was getting worse as they had him on such a low med dose. Had to get him on the phone twice as he'd disappeared from the hospital and police were looking for him. Had to talk him Down and tell him to go back that we'd work through it. He had cut his arms to pieces while in there. But he got better than he was and got out... I travelled every week to go and see him. I baked for the nurses every time and i always brought him supplies. It wasnt a wuick 10mim drive it was an hour and a half to the hospital... i stuck it out, when you love someone you fight through it. Then 2weeks ago he took another overdose. I was on the phone whike he done it and had no idea - i felt so guilty. But something in the pit of my stomach told me something was wrong and so l got hold of his Mum - she checked on him (hes trying to get his own place but it's hard here).. he'd overdosed again. If i hadnt of phoned he wouldn't of been found. He wanted my voice to be the last he heard... queue another hospital trip for me and my son. Only this time his family had had enough so they didnt visit him. I didnt want him to wake up with nothing so travelled even further to his mums to grab stuff for him and take it back to hospital. He's my world and i refuse to abandon him. Hes always by my side infacct hes got me back doing a passion I love. I have mental health too, so we kind of understand each other. But hes the sweetest man i know and he always does his best by me and my son and his daughter. I wish i could do more to help but i try my hardest.. i refuse to give up and move on. I'll fight with all I have.