So my other half is depressed.
I've been there, I know how he's feeling, but I'm really struggling with it. Feel guilty that I'm struggling with him. He can't help it, it's not his fault, his long term condition has worn him down.
I knew his mental health was going downhill for the past few months, but This past weekend he finally admitted to me how bad he's feeling, racing heart, panics, overwhelming thoughts and feelings, dark thoughts.
He was admitted to hospital at the weekend and he also admitted this to the doctor, and although said at the time they would refer him to mental health, they quickly discharged him.
Just come upstairs for time out as last night he gave me a while speech on how he needs to be more involved with our DS, yet tonight I've cooked dinner, fed me and DS, bathed DS, he doesn't want to eat and is sat with his headphones in.