My Story So Far. Is this even worth saving?

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He's a poet and she was a writing partner. I don't write creatively. I mean, I do appreciate it and read a lot, but I am not a writer.

She was someone new to talk to. She was someone different. She wrote herself. She has 3 kids and he played with them. She was refreshing. I'm the boring, nagging wife who takes care of the house, pays the bills and handles everything. I feel like I became his mother.

With regard to my working, I would definitely not be working in the job I have now. It pays very well and we need the money. I'd be doing something far less stressful. I feel like I'm working really hard, but we're still living in his parent's apartment. It's like, why am I working so hard with nothing to show for it?

I don't need a lot of money from him. I don't expect him to take care of me. My mother was the bread winner growing up (I currently make more now than my father did last year before he retired), but I need some help. I can't support the two of us, pay off his student loans and debt on just my salary. Minimum wage would be fine. I don't care what he does. He wasn't working when we married, but he was finishing school and he promised he'd have a job soon. It just seems like there's always an excuse with him.

I hope with his IC he learns how to cope with his depression and anxiety. Right now, they are ruining his life. I believe that this is why he won't get a job. I feel like he's too afraid. He desperately wants to feel better. That's what's he's hoping he'll get out of this.