I have been thinking about this issue for a while and still not quite sure what to do... it became one terrifying thought I can not let go so I decided to ask you for your advice as many of you have a lot of experience with this subject. Sadly.
I met my boyfriend a year ago. When we were together for about two months he turned around and told me that he needs to tell me something. It was that his mother and auntie have been diagnosed with HD and his mum is not very well and will probably not live for a long time. I knew she is very sick and in the hospital but that is what he told me and I didn't dare asking any questions as I didn't want to bring up something he might not want to talk about.
When he told me I knew very little about HD if anything. He told me that he is at risk of getting it too. But we were both madly in love and I told him that nothing can change what I feel no matter what.
I read some articles about HD back home the day he told me and it assured me that he is probably okay as he didn't have any of the symptoms, nothing I could notice.
Things got a bit worse last summer when he got drunk and started an argument about something totally stupid and couldn't let go. It ended up badly, after me and his flatmates tried to calm him down, one of them called the police in the end because they were scared he could be able to hurt me. He spent a night at the police station. We almost broke up because of this, I have never seen him like that and I could not believe it. But still in love, we agreed that we will give it another chance.
We moved in together in September 2013 and this is more or less when I started noticing that something is not completely alright. He is very demanding, argue about stupid things, making certain things my fault even if they are not. His mood changes, one minute he is fine and all of the sudden he flips out and starts being very offensive, calling me horrible names and so on. We also had another incident when we were both drunk. I told him something stupid (but certainly not offensive or horrible) and he just went absolutely mad, throwing things all over the room, almost broke our tv, pushed the shelf with a lot of stuff and broke my wardrobe door. This was the first time in my life I felt frightened and I was sitting in the kitchen on the floor, crying and watching him throwing my clothes and stuff out of the window. Police was called again by one of our neighbours and they spent quite a while talking to us separately. I didn't want him to spend another night at the station so I told policemen that if he calms down I will not insist on him to be taken with them.
I told him afterwards that I can not and WILL NOT stay with someone I am afraid of and that he changed completely. He said that this happens only when he is drunk so we agreed to stop drinking together.
But I can't say it is absolutely fine since then. He is really agressive sometimes, not necessarily towards me, but he is raising his voice quite a lot, he is very easily offended and once he is got something in my mind he is banging on an on about it for ages and texts me about it all the time and calls me to work even if he knows that I am not allowed to answer my phone.
He wants to have me for himself all the time which I found quite nice at the beginning of the relationship but really don't like it anymore. I am from a different country and he doesn't really like me going home to see my family, when I am there he is texting me all the time and when I happen not to answer straight away he accuses me from being a shit girlfriend who doesn't care about him.
What is even worse - I noticed he is very forgetful, never remember anything I tell him and keeps asking me the same questions quite often. Lately, I started noticing that his feet are shaking all the time (this is something new, I never noticed it before). And he never wants to go to sleep, always keeps me awake and it is really hard for me as we live in one room, I get up around 5.30 - 6.00 and he is just not allowing me to go to sleep as it is my duty as a girlfriend to spend evening with him when he gets back from work (he is a chef and sometimes he gets home around 9, 10 or even later in the evening). I am very tired and he doesn't understand that it is simply just lack of sleep and he is calling me lazy for that.
His mum died last August. It was really sad although he knew it is going to happen. He met his older brother at the funeral (they live far from London se he doesn't seem him very often) and he told me afterwards that he is convinced his brother has got HD.
I am sorry, just realised how long this message is but I kept it in my mind for too long and now I am like a broken shower hose.
I really don't know what to do. I am 25 and he is 32. Despite of all the things I have just written I still love him so much and it breaks my heart. I am still quite young and thoughts are whirling in my head all the time that I am not prepared for this, I don't want to have children with the same disease one day and even worse I don't want to have children without a father. I am just terrified.
I would be really grateful if there is someone who might give me any advice what to do - whether to tell him or not. Because he absolutely denies the possibility of him having the disease and he is absolutely convinced that he is not the one who has got it. I am afraid that if I tell him, he will get one of his tantrums again.
Thanks in advance for any opinions..
DeeAnn