I’ve been with my boyfriend for a few years. I haven’t coped at all well with the pandemic and I think I suffered some sort of breakdown earlier this year.
I couldn’t sleep at night, I couldn’t stay awake during the day, I didn’t have the strength to wash, I gave up pretty much most of my life. I actively considered suicide on a number of occasions.
We don’t live together but I popped over to see him today. I was saying that I felt a little bit better.
When I was there he had a work call from a mutual colleague (we work together). It was clear that he and she talked regularly about me. She was commenting on the fact that I was apparently’better’ now but said in a scathing tone like I had been faking it.
I asked him about this and he took her side and said that ‘did I deny that I’d spent the past year skiving?’ and ‘was any of what she said untrue?’
I asked him if he thought I was exaggerating. He said ‘I dunno’ and that he thought my symptoms were extreme.
I’m devastated. The one person that I thought would understand has apparently spent the last few months thinking I’m skiving and exaggerating (for what purpose I don’t know).