Wolfie and I spent the weekend together. It was pretty low-key.
He seemed pretty unhappy. Lot's of serious-face & sighing and more quiet than I've seen for awhile. I asked if he was grumpy and he said, "always".
In the past, when he acted like this, I would have taken it very personally and assumed that he was angry with me.
He talked to me about what was going on, and that helped. He said he'd woken up being mad at the world and hating people and wanting to just be alone. He said he often just wakes up feeling like that, and every little thing frustrates and irritates him. Usually it lasts just a day, but sometimes it lasts several days. The only thing that seems to help when he gets like that is to be alone with very little stimulus.
He says his therapist tells him that the closest she can come to a "diagnosis" is that he's a borderline recluse (?), that he's getting more and more that way with age, and that it wouldn't take too much to push him over the edge into fullblown recluse mode.
Personally, I think Wolfie is suffering from clinical depression and that some days are worse than others. He promised me he'd make an appt. with the Dr. and actually get the perscription filled this time. I hope he carries through.
Actually, I AM a little worried about what his Therapist said. It makes me wonder if nothing I do or don't do makes much difference. It also makes me wonder if it even matters if we love each other, work on our R, or anything else, because in the end, he may just not be able to live with other people.
