DH suffers with periods of depression, during which I listen to him and support him as much as I can.
I suffer with extreme health anxiety over our DCs health. For example, if one of them has a prolonged headache, I immediately think of brain tumour etc. Normally these thoughts are fairly short-lived, only lasting as long as the symptoms, but when it happens I sink into a dark place, cannot smile or engage and am generally a miserable sod who spends too long consulting Dr Google over potentially terminal conditions....
One of these episodes began tonight. DH lost it with me and said "this [ie my overreaction to the kids' symptoms] is ridiculous". I asked why he saw it so differently to his own bouts of depression to which (we were eating dinner) said it was nothing like it, depression is a mental illness and that he just couldn't deal with it [me] and stormed off and took his food to another room to eat alone.
I cannot help the way I am and, for the most part, it's manageable, but when it's not, I really need his support, but I just get his intolerance and frustration. It makes me so sad.
Not sure what I'm asking for. Maybe I should have posted in relationships?