I don't know where to turn really. I'm fairly certain my husband has depression and I'm trying so hard, every way I can think of to help.
I feel terrible to say it but I'm fucking sick of it tonight. I know that makes me an awful wife / person in general but I'm so tired of it being how it is.
Nothing I say is right. There comes a point where I need to voice certain things; I can't walk on egg shells my whole life. But I mention one thing and then it's "god I can't even get that right". So I feel guilty.
I was day dreaming today about having a happy husband who came home smiling and asked me how I was. I'm crying my eyes out just thinking of it. Just one day.
I know this is the ultimate selfish post. I do love him but I just want to be free from this. As I'm sure he does.