Morning loveley babes and lovely boybabe,
And so.....now I know....
I went to bed at 10ish last night, and asked him if he'd be long...no, he was just going to watch 15 minutes of the cricket. 12.30, he eventually came up, I asked if he'd fallen asleep, but he said, "no, watching cricket".
Early hours this morning (probably when you were up Indie) Dh reached over and got hold of me, said "I Love You, so much"...and his tears were splashing on my face.
It turns out that work has been getting him down again, and this week it has all escalated. He felt so bad, and was so exhausted last night that he didn't want me to see him almost pass out cold asleep. All the symptoms again, you babes who remember.
I asked why he didn't tell me straight away, and he thought he could "get over it"....same old, same old..., he thinks it will be ok if he can talk it through with me, but no, if that worked it wouldn't keep on happening.
He said that he couldn't go to the Dr's this morning because he had a conference call set up for 9am, but has promised to phone for an appointment. I just think he needs to go back on the AD's and stay on them for quite a while. I know he doesn't like how they affect him in some ways, but even so.
He needs to get back on an even keel, and then I will try to persuade him to ditch the job. I started doing all this training so that if that eventuality should arise, I could earn more, so we would be ok.
Poor, poor man, my heart breaks for him.
I have to go to college now, but thank you so much for listening, no-one else I can tell.
Much love
xxxx
P.S I hope you all had good nights, and enjoy your mornings. So sorry for this long, me, post.
PPS. Thank the F* I'm sober 