I am overwhelmed with gratitude for everyone’s thoughts, experiences and advice. When I started going to the gym in January, I was at such a low point. My self esteem was non existent and I was lost. Since January, I have lost almost 100 pounds and I’m almost to my goal weight. This process has made me realize how much his depression was affecting me. It took me 52 years to realize that I could only control my own happiness and that has been life changing. I appreciate that others echoed that sentiment.
I am going to look for a therapist. It never occurred to me to go that route. My husband does have a doctor that he goes to regularly to manage his meds. I’ve asked repeatedly to go with him but he doesn’t want me to go. Our children will be home for Thanksgiving but this weekend after they leave, I’m going to sit down with him to talk. He’s been inpatient before and to be honest, I can’t see him doing that again. He’s had so many different meds that I’ve lost count as well as electric shock therapy..I think that’s what it’s called.
It has been such a long road and I’m just so tired of it all. I don’t know if I can say I’ve checked out but I’m headed in that direction if there’s no change on his end or that he’s at least trying. Again I appreciate everyone’s responses.