Well, I told my wife that I had gone to the doctor for the depression and anxiety and that he had prescribed something to help me. He has been our family doc since the beginning and is great. My wife really likes him and respects his opinion. He actually listens to you and explains things without rushing off to plunder the pocketbook of another patient as many doctors do.
So her response to my getting help from the doctor made me take a step back. She said it made her sad and disappointed in me that I would resort to using drugs for something that is not so bad. She said she would never take anything like that just to feel better or increase her libido. I was flabbergasted. I had expected her to be glad that I was taking steps to improve my situation, to deal with the frustrations without putting a burden on her. I was happier just knowing that I had made a choice to begin finding more contentment. She cut me down so fast, I was defenseless; it was so unexpected. Scrambling to find some points she might see as positive (other than simply me being happier) I mentioned the side effect (benefit in this case) of possibly lowering my libido. That perked her up a bit. She then surprised me again by suggesting that I talk with a therapist, that I might find it helpful, since there were a lot of issues that I couldn't discuss with her. I agreed. That was very positive. I'm not one to seek help like this so hopefully she is realizing what a big deal this is for me to go to these lengths.
I am glad it is out in the open, however, it may help her realize that I am working on this. Maybe I'm planting a few seeds that might sprout in her heart some day. This is my hope.
