Thank you Gardner & mza8--I appreciate any words of guidance right now, especially from someone who's been on "the other side" of it.
I am on anti-depressants right now, and I am not ashamed to admit it. I had horrible post partum depression with each of our kids & finally just stayed on the meds. I can see where I'd been depressed during a good portion of my adult life and how hormones & stress exacerbated it. I am grateful that I had doctors who recognized it & prescribed the proper treatment. I grew up in a family that just never would admit there were any problems and never, ever take pills for it! I mean after all...what would the neighbors think?!?!? I don't care what people think--I want to be happy.
I was wondering how much of this is just a manifestation of something physically off with him. He just doesn't seem to be the man he used to be. I also realize that whatever the root of the depression, a person has to recognize that there is a problem & want to change it. Right now he doesn't see it, it's my problem & I just need to ask my doctor for better pills to deal with him.
It's like beating my head against a wall.
The rest of us have had a stomach bug this week, his hit this morning (poor guy is sick on Superbowl Sunday). I asked him if he was feeling better, he scooted closer to me and told me he would feel better if I held him. Ummm...huh? He's never asked me to do that before. Of course, I'm usually very affectionate & maybe he's just missing it.
formerly known as "shelbel" Me 40, stbxh 40 DSs 9, 7 & 3 M9, T10 Stbxh is a diagnosed bipolar & an addict. The end.
