Because it's draining the very life out of me. No matter what happy event happens in our lives, he always finds a negative spin to put on it. He withdraws away into himself as he analyses and re-analyses. During this time I will be doing everything to be positive and explain why something is great and good and to look at the whole picture and after a period of doom and gloom, he brightens up and realises that I was right. He honestly does not have a clue how lucky he is when it comes to health, job, affluence, loving family.
But now I'm tired of it as I have our two kids to look after (3+4) and that is draining enough in itself.
The latest being, for a while now we have wanted to move to a different area. Amazingly a great job offer has come up. Initially he was delighted as he felt that he'd been at his current workplace too long and it wasn't going anywhere. But now the analysis has started and he goes all introspective. I feel that everytime something good and lucky happens to us, instead of riding the crest of the wave and enjoying the experience, we sink beneath the waves unnecessarily so. He thinks about how all the wee things affect his life but not how they will or will not affect me or the kids.
Now I am miserable about everything because I'm thinking is this what he is going to be like for the rest of his life.