Truth be told, I couldn't stay with someone in a permanent state of depression. For the reasons some people have stated. Only thinking of themselves, thinking they are the only one suffering in life, not wanting to discuss it or get help, not wanting to do ANYthing with you and the family, and affecting every aspect of my life, and my childrens life/my family's life.
I would tolerate it for so long, but then would be off if it went on. My DH is important to me, and I do love him and care about him. However, I am more important to me than him, and so are my children. Me and my children would be prioritised above him.
I remember my DH asking me once when we only had one child who was 2 at the time 'if you could choose to have me die, or our daughter, who would you choose? Straight answer.'
I didn't hesitate. I said 'You. I would choose you to die.'
He went flame red with anger and frustration, and tried to get me to say I didn't mean it. I said 'but I do. She is my CHILD for fuck's sake.' He said 'but you have only known her 2 years, you have known me for 10.'
I was trying to stop myself from laughing at the ridiculousness of it at that point. That I would choose him before my OWN CHILD. LOL fuck off. 😆
But anyway tl;dr I would not have stayed with my husband if he had had long term depression. I am not sure I would want to stay if he became long term physically ill to be honest. I am no spring chicken, and don't want to spend my senior years being a carer.
FWIW I don't want him to be my carer either. I mean if we can't do fuckall. Like even walk or feed ourselves or wipe our own arse. Not just a bit ill, or a disability. I mean really seriously not able to do anything. I'm not sticking around if he gets like that. And I don't want him to if I get like this.