My husband is very ill.
He always has had depression but it was manageable.
Then had a work accident, that a healthy person would overcome, but it was last straw for him. Left work 18 months ago. Got progressively worse, angry, impatient, high expectations kids couldn't live up to, shouting, mostly at our youngest who I think has mild Asperger's, anyway they clash terribly. It was like eggshells, all of us on edge because of DH mood. I got very anxious. Plus had to work full time to support us which kids hated. It was not a pleasant place to live.
He got to a very dark place, sleeping all the time, found out he had been taking strong pain killers so he could sleep. Though he might just die. I told him he would have to move out unless he went to doctor. So a year ago he went. Got medication, things improved. Youngest child very low self esteem from this horrible period, thinks his dad hates him, although DH spends a lot of time being kind and loving. But still damage is done. DH despises himself for lots of reasons, including knowing he has had an effect on our child. I do not blame him. I do understand nothing was intentional but I am still bitter when I see DS sad. More about the unfairness of it all, for DH and DS.
I'm working a lot, but also need to be at home to keep things going positively. DH has had some therapy but doesn't want to continue with it because of cost. He is very low again. But really, really trying to not snap at youngest child. But he does often withdraw, sleeps a lot, has headphones on. No friends.
I'm very tired. Can't talk to people in real life, as they think he should pull himself together, or he is selfish, lazy. He really isn't. He is ill.
Therapy is out. Medication is making him feel empty. Suggested so many things. Art. Exercise. Meditation. Projects. Been his cheerful buddy. Given him peace and space. In the past begged, cried. Shouted. Constantly give him love, so much love. Love isn't enough.
Now I just think he will have to get on with it, as long as he is kind to the kids. I have to stop deluding myself that he will recover or work again.
Thank you for reading. I just needed to talk.