Yes. And it went like this.
I'd just got back from seeing the doctor who had diagnosed depression so sat DH down and told him how I felt and what the doctor said.
ME - *just poured my heart out over how I was feeling - can't remember the exact words but I can remember his response.
DH - Oh. Right. Ok, well, don't think you can use that to get out of stuff.
ME - completely flabbergasted... what?
DH - Don't think you can use "depression" to get out of stuff.
Me - looking at him utterly shocked and horrified that this would his response
DH - Alright, I have depression too. Well if you can use that excuse then I have it too.
ME - *too stunned to say anything while watching him walk away.
The 'stuff' he's referring to was maybe days out with the kids as a family rather than letting me have a rare day on my own. Or maybe it was doing anything with the kids? I did, and still do, about 90% of the childcare despite us both working full time.
I've never once mentioned my mental health infront of him again even though it's got much worse. There was a point last year where I couldn't remember a day where I didn't think about killing myself. I never would though because then our kids would be stuck with him. I want to leave but I'm scared.
Btw, I no longer think about killing myself or, if I do, it's rare. Now I'm just putting together an escape plan and dreaming of a better life away from him.