True Cogito, I've had to learn how to adjust to life with dc, the total consumption of time, energy, emotions that comes with it. Yes, I know how this all paints DH in a bad light and yes, he absolutely could do more to help himself and us. GP has diagnosed depression a few months ago, but no help provided to follow that up other than anti depressants. Dh feels NHS help is just a futile battle most times (from experience). So in effect, he receives no treatment or help and he doesn't seek much either. Motivation low - all classic signs of depression.
I have read his writing - he is exceptionally good but very, very undisciplined. Nothing has been completed except a few poems and short stories but that was many years ago. All current longer projects (which are fantastic ideas btw) are incomplete. I do agree with him he has a future in writing based on his talent and intellect but I can't see that promise being fulfilled the way things are now. He wastes an awful amount of time being in low spirits and tired. He recently started publishing a few extracts on a blog, which has been the most he has done with his work.
Thing is, I totally understand how soul destroying it can be to never be who you want to be. I really don't want that for DH, can't bear that because of me and DC he couldn't achieve his dream. All he wants is to be a writer, he says. So all the time is sort of poisoned by that frustration. I also completely understand how depression sucks away all joy and motivation from the best of us. So I thought if he has all 'distractions' (sadly, that's us) taken away, he might actually be able to make something of this dream.
Surely, I can't be the only wife out there who's considered this kind of set up? Is it really so insane? Won't it be worthwhile if it does work? Surely, there's virtue in patience and hope?