Was just emailing a friend, talking about depression (she has it as does my dh). Found myself writing that dh used to be funny, clever and caring - those were his outstanding characteristics that everyone who came across him recognised. And realised that he is none of those things any more. . Makes me want to burst into tears, tbh. He's just not him any more.
What can I do? He's on Prozac and has finally, after waiting for a year, got a referral to NHS therapy, but they have no staff and have just palmed him off with a group that really isn't helping (all but three have dropped out). Fuck. Where did our lives go so wrong.