I just needed to write this down somewhere, not sure who to talk to in RL.
I saw my ex this evening; we split up because of his horrendous depression and refusal to do anything about it. It was a hard decision but I've been much happier since we split, and he seems to have improved a little.
Anyway, we've stayed friends, more for his sake because I think he wouldn't have coped if I'd cut all contact, but I only see him every few weeks for some supper. Recently I've come to the decision that this can't continue because I need to move on with my life (we're 7 months post breakup), I suspect sometimes he thinks we're going to get back together, and I just get dragged down when he doesn't look well because I worry so much about him. And I learnt a long time ago that there is zilch I can do to help him. He simply doesn't want help.
I had thought I was going to tell him my decision tonight, but he arrived for supper looking awful. Barely talking, etc. It was really awkward all evening. He then announces that his dad is at death's door because of cancer. He is absolutely falling apart (and has been since the diagnosis). Obviously I'm very, very sad for him because it must be horrendous to lose a parent, especially when you're not sorted in life (he's 40 and has a crappy job, no house, no money, single, all thanks to his depression but is extremely able/intelligent/hard working) but I'm also really frustrated because I can't say to him right now that I can't see him any longer, despite that being what is best for my happiness. I hope that doesn't sound too selfish. It goes without saying, really, how sad I am for him first and foremost. But that doesn't change the fact that I'm at a point where I want to move on, start dating, not worry about him, not see him etc. For 19 months I've spent countless hours worrying about him and I want more from life than that.
I think I'm just going to have to be there for him for the moment (I do care hugely about him). I can't see how I can do anything else. And that feels so claustrophobic. He isn't robust, he isn't coping, I can't plunge him into yet more despair. But spending even an hour with him right now is awful because I'm quite vulnerable to being dragged down by his low moods and I need to protect myself.
Thanks if you've read all that.