I'm not sure this is the right place to really post this, but this is where i post when im feeling down so it saves me repeating all of the history (but please post your two pence worth even if you are not familiar).
After the loveliest weekend i can remember for a long time, DP and I took DD to the animal park on saturday, she had a party to go to on Sunday, which meant DP had two hours to himself, something he rarely gets. Everything was just lovely - i was walking on air. The weather was lovely and yesterday i had a lovely day with DD. Now its all gone wrong again. In less than a minute i am back in a black hole and ive had enough.
Ive been depressed, im on medication. DP and i are under alot of financial strain but we are surviving and i am trying to take positive steps to sort things out. It would help if i got a bit of co operation from DP though (for instance, we cannot find DDs birth cert, i need to buy a new one, i keep asking DP to phone and do it with his card, but he still hasn't done it - ive been asking for three weeks - so now decided to borrow the money from my mum and trek over there on the bus to order it in person - 10 mile journey!!). But slowly we are getting there and DP is more positive about the business but it is just so up and down.
This morning, DP totally flew off the handle at me, we had to put drops in DDs (2.5) eyes, so that was never going to be easy, although to be fair, she was brilliant. But DP got really stressed because he was late for work (not my fault) and said, cant we just leave it (er, no. they are anti biotics and she has conjunctivitis!!). I said to him that he was being unfair, after we had done the drops - and he lost his temper and called me a C"^*! Its only a word but it was the temper behind it that upset me. I just withdrew into myself and tried not to push things. Told him to go to work and to forget about it.
He has apologised and given me a cuddle and said he is stressed about money AGAIN. He has just rung me while im posting this and said he has had an almighty row with one of his suppliers and he lost his temper and stormed off without what he needed (more stress - although i had to laugh, my DP is a short arse but stocky, but he said that the guy was over six foot and a skin head and was shitting himself!!) That is actually completely out of character for my DP, he is NEVER even rude to people.
So now i feel guilty, i feel that i shouldnt have said anything to him, that i should get a job, bla bla bla bla bla. I am happy when he is happy, the minute he is stressed then i plummit into this spiral of depression. I have to ask myself, is it me? Is it really me? Or is (and it rips my guts out to post this) our relationship over? I love him so much, but this is like a cycle, its predictable and repetitive. Even yesterday when i felt so good, i remember thinking i would post a positive message on the citalopram thread about the lovely weather and keeping positive, but i stopped myself because i knew that soon enough i would be sat here posting something in this vein.
Is it me? Whats going on? Is it him? Please dont call him a wanker or a selfish twat - he is being a fuckwit, but he is doing his best. But really, how much more of this can i take?