...which I'm doing here so I don't do it IRL.
DH and I have both had a horrible year at work (both have FT jobs in very difficult environments. Not brain surgery or anything, but not nice places). DH's is worse, and he has been diagnosed with full-on depression. He is addressing it, and getting the help he needs, and still pulling his weight around the house. And I KNOW, because in the past it's been the case, that were the tables turned I would have his absolute and unstinting support.
Butbutbut... I am struggling. I'm sitting here utterly dreading work tomorrow, and feeling huge responsibilities to take off as much of the load from him as possible in terms of cooking, practical arrangements with the DC during the holidays etc, and support him and say it's OK to check out a bit for a while. I'm really trying to do those things but I'm not sleeping, and I'm snappy with the DC, and just feeling overwhelmed and miserable but don't want to add to his worries by saying so.
That's all, really. I'm sure it'll pass and there are lots of people dealing with worse, and I definitely could be dealing with it better. This is definitely a bumpy bit, though. 