My husband has always been prone to depression but has only recently broken down and asked for help. He basically said he hated his life, hated everything about it and felt he had hit rock bottom. He has not worked his past three shifts and it's a new job so he will probably lose it, I think. I recently gave up a well paid temp role for a lower paid role which fits in school hours. Now I'm thinking I may have to look for full time work which I just don't want to but, you know, I will.
DH smokes pot and has said he will quit, has got it all out of the house etc. He's been to a doc, got medication and been referred to psychologist.
His parents both died when he was a teen in v bad circs.
So I am pleased he is getting help. I've been telling him to do so for a while.
But... (And please don't flame me I'm absolutely in bits)
I am horrified that he is basically saying he's been miserable for years. So, what - our whole marriage? Our whole relationship? All the dcs lives? It's a huge shock. I knew he was prone to depression but thought it came and went iykwim.
Also he blames it on me I feel. I never react sympathetically enough, I'm never understanding enough.
He's just walked away from a job and I feel very angry about that. My first priority is the kids and them being fed, clothes etc. This puts us in a very bad situation. I don't like being blamed and I feel like I can't manage holding everything together. He is just wallowing. The air is thick in the house with this oppressive bad vibe. I'm in absolute bits about trying to plan financially and seem normal to the kids. I'm going with them to my mums tomorrow night but even then, it's all "oh well it's nice for YOU to have some support". I just need some space.
I'm horrible aren't i 