I ended up posting on MN as were supposed TTC, no success in a year. On the verge of accepting failure in that regard.
Anyway, I thought everything was going wonderfully with my DP. I was walking down the street the other day thinking how happy we are!
However, tonight I'm on my own again. He's been out every night this week except for last night when we had a blazing row over when to turn the bloody boiler on. It ended up with him storming out then begging to let back in an hour later.
He went to see a friend at lunch time and probably won't be back until midnight or later. We were supposed to go out with friends earlier in the week, but him and said friends left the house while I was still getting ready and I didn't fancy making the trip in the dark on my own. So I stayed in on my own, again.
We haven't had sex in a month. We never do anything together outside of the house. You may be wondering why I thought it was so good? Well he's very affectionate and generally lovely when he's here. But he's never bloody here! He does have depression but is receiving treatment for it and is so, so much better than he was a year ago. I'm really proud of him in that regard.
But I'm starting to wonder if the non-depressed him, wants me? Am I being totally paranoid? I could really do with some outside perspective!