Today is my 45th birthday. As good a day as any to be reminded about how to be patient and understanding about, well, everything under the sun.
Readers digest version: DH had been on a downward spiral of anger outbursts and withdrawal for a few years. Anger outbursts got increasingl nasty, in my face, verbally abusive. Would promise to go to therapy then not go. And etc.
Finally when I stated it was not going to be possible for ANY person to be married to ANY other person who treated them this way, and that he should seek treatment, and that I would stand by him through that, he finally did something. Of course, I was the one who had the find the doctor and set the appointment.
He was diagnosed with depression. He took the meds. They kind of worked at first. Now its clear, after about six months that maybe he needs to change something up. BUt he is a lot less of an asshole. No more in my face agner outbursts and in fact no more really personal outbursts, I dont think. There are even days when I see the guy I married in him. So, some progress. Of course, It was my job to find him another doctor and now its my job to call her and see if he made another appointment because though I asked him to call her he of course forgot. But he did go to the other appointment I set for him and seemed to feel good about the new doc.
But still there persists the fact that I have ALL the load on me as I did before, which includes doing ALL the finances for the business (his business in the sense he had it beore I existed and could have it without me), ALL the real responsible stuff like doctors appts for him, me DD, etc., now the homeschooling, and also planning for a big move soon. His main burden is really financial in that business has been bad. But we have a fat four month contract that could really turn things around, and it starts in January. Yet he cant take joy or even a sense of releif in even that. Its like he is so out of it its not making the difference.
The fog of his depression just makes everything completely excruciating. There is nothing to look forward to except the drudgery of all the thigns that I will have to do because, at least for now, he lacks and mental capacity to do them more than ever. Im just feeling a bit tired and just not real happy that after all I have been through already, all that is ahead for me is more work. And, its not like Im some selfish ass that puts myself first ever. Its actually kind of better I dont think of myself too much because really all I see is the work ahead. ITs best not to focus on that.
So please, anyone, just tell me something to zap me back into my patient and understanding mode.