I forced him to go to GP re depression and he got antidepressants
He says he thinks they are working, but he hasn't really been around for me to have an opinion
He's at his worst when stressed, so been avoiding those situations
But he's just a nightmare.
Now sending me messages telling me how much he loves me and what a good mother I am
In reality he can only deal with spending a couple of hours a week at home
DS
This morning we have made a den, played a game on computer, done some drawing, made a robot/monster thing
Played fireman sam, done the gardening, set the paddling pool up.
I have given in and put the telly on