Hi Vera, thanks for your post, depression is something I've considered, especially knowing his dad has always suffered with it and had a breakdown about 20 years ago. I'm trying my best not to label anything though - it could just be they've all told him they think he's mad and he doesn't want to hear it.
H rang me last night, told me there's no chance for us, we can't keep doing this and he's holding me back. I just agreed, and said its just that I find it hard sometimes to reconciling the 'we' we are now with the 'we' we are now, but I'm getting there, and doing fine. He's gone to his parents for the weekend, and when he arrived sent me a text saying to never be sorry for sharing my feelings with him and asking if I was ok. I had gone out to meet friends and was wearing a dress I wore when I first met his parents. I replied later on and said something along the line of 'wearing my black dress with flowers on, a few people have commented on it, just made me think of the when I wore it when you first took me to meet your parents. Hope you're ok' and ended with a smiley face. He text about an hour later just saying 'night night'. I haven't replied.
