The longing to leave one’s intimate partner brings out something that isn’t much discussed in descriptions of depression. It is the active face of the illness. We often focus on the passive symptoms, the inactivity, the isolation, sense of worthlessness, disruption of focused thought, lack of will to do anything. But paradoxically the inner loss and need can drive depressed people to frenzied action to fill the great emptiness in the center of their lives. They may long to replace that inadequate self with an imagined new one that makes up for every loss.
My experience with this phase of illness occurred when I had only limited awareness of the hold depression had on me. That may be a key to understanding the dynamic and how to respond to someone in the grip of this drive to turn life upside down. Unhappy without knowing why, I had to find an explanation, and the easiest way to do that was to look outward. I could only see my present life, my wife, my work as holding me back, frustrating my deepest desires. In effect, I was blaming everyone but me for my misery. In that state, I could only focus on the promise of leaving, finding a new mate, new work, new everything.
Every suggestion my wife might make that there was something wrong with me only brought the angriest denial. Every time she said how much she loved me only felt like a demand that I stay stuck in this unfulfilling life and do what she wanted me to do. I knew so clearly that I was not the problem, certainly not sick but for the first time on the verge of escaping into the exciting life I should have been living all along.
There is something very close to the power of addiction in the fantasy of escape. I found it almost impossible to see through the dreams of a new life. It meant so much – my survival as a person seemed to be at stake. Unaware of the full effect of depression, blocking out what my wife and others were trying to tell me, I inflicted a lot of pain on my family, thinking that I had to be brutally honest in order to save myself. Fortunately, as I noted in the last post on this subject, I had been through enough work in therapy to have glimmers of the truth, and that helped me step back from the brink.
I’m not big on offering advice, but the potentially devastating impacts of depressed people on those closest to them leads me to go a bit beyond just reflecting on what I’ve been through.
If you’re trying to deal with the sudden transformation of an intimate partner, get help, starting with friends and family. You’ve likely felt such a deep assault and wound that it would be easy to get lost in the sheer humiliation, hurt and anger of the experience, searching for what you’ve done wrong, what you could do or say to set things right. That’s a trap set for you by the voice of depression. That voice tries to persuade you, just as it has persuaded your loved one, that it’s your fault. Not true. It’s your partner’s illness that’s at the root of it. Those closest to you and your partner have doubtless noticed something strange and may have been hurt as well by new behavior. That will remind you that you’re not alone in this.
And remember that you can’t cure someone else with your words and love. They only backfire. At most, you can help your partner gradually gain awareness. It will take the combined influence of you and many others to get a depressed person to start seeing a different explanation for what’s wrong. Only your partner can do the heavy lifting. Only your partner can experience the inner change of thought and feeling that comes with the recognition that there is an illness to be dealt with.
I have moved 7 times in the last 6 yrs. Three times during this pandemic year. I have been at my latest place almost 5 months and I am itching to be out of here and on to the next place. I have spent multiple thousands of dollars buying out leases so I could move, paying deposits on new places and losing them when I moved, application fees, and tremendous costs of hiring a moving company each time. Fortunately, I have no family — at least no husband or children.
I think it started out for the right reason, 6 yrs ago. My mom had died so I was free to make changes in my life without taking her needs into consideration. I had been in the same apartment for 7 yrs, much of my time taken up with her. Friends had fallen by the wayside, I had stopped going to church, family get-togethers were no longer mandatory. So that first move was to a senior apartment complex so I could have friends close to my own age and activities geared for seniors. I had forgotten (or never realized) how frightfully rigid and self-obsessed many people can be after they retire. Health complaints nonstop, arguing incessantly about the “rules” not being followed, cliques that brought middle school back to mind, gossip and many who seemed to be starting that second childhood we all hear about. Complete with temper tantrums and demands for attention. I stayed a couple of years then on to a different senior complex. Same thing. Then a family complex, then another senior complex, then…and on it went. And here I am.
At each place I felt totally justified in moving again. Even though it cost me dearly. The next place would be the one where I felt at home. The next place would have better maintenance, nicer office staff, more amenities, whatever. Until I was enmeshed in unhappiness every day, and hating myself on top of it for being so indecisive and discontented. I knew very well that if the problem was INSIDE me, moving wouldn’t help.
Moving was not going to be my cure for depression. Why be surprised? Medication hadn’t helped. Money hadn’t helped. Relationships only made it worse — no one could understand my restless agitation. I started thinking I should just travel from one hotel to the next, maybe travel from state to state and see the sights. Thank God I never did that. It would have been hell on wheels, literally.
Each move, I am initially happier. Unpacking, stuff to do, people to meet. Until I realized it was the same old thing. Packing and unpacking the same possessions, doing the same stuff, meeting very similar people, and round and round on the hamster wheel. And as I spent the last of my money with this last move, I realized I had to sit down and stay. Like a dutiful dog.
Am I running from age — what I see changing in the mirror? Maybe. But I’m not vain. Do I want one last adventure while I am still on my own two feet? All sorts of “new me” challenges pop up in my mind. I can’t move, but I can become a brand new me! New diet, new exercise regimen, new literature to read. And here endeth the tale. A “new me” is no better than a new apartment.
What now. I’m trying to sort this out. Feeling stupid. Feeling like I have been scammed by life. And all the “if only’s.” Meditation, concentrating on sounds and sights of nature — this helps. But it feels like I’m not living the life I am “supposed” to live.
I’m there right now.
My man left me 2 weeks ago. He says he doesn’t love me anymore. He has been thinking about it during 6 montjs without telling me. We’ve been together for 17 years and have 2 sons.
He seem’s very sure about his decision ans I cannon’t say a word about it. If so, he become angry at me.
He’s been through A LOT of stress for the past 2 years. He consult only one time and the therapist confirn him that’s he is not depress. In only one meeting….
My friends say to move on
But I know it’s not my man and pretty sure there he is not seeing thing clearly rignt now… or maybe I want to convince myself
So, what I shoudl do?
Is there hope?
He will go back to the therapist but I’m scare that he is so convince that he will convince her that the reason is : he don’t love me anymore
Can he realise something maybe one day?
Is there hope?
He left you. As difficult as it is to deal with that, put yourself on the road to recovery now. Go on, live your life, take care of yourself, and take pride in your own abilities, your courage, your fortitude. If he returned, you would likely be afraid from now on that he would walk out again. And he probably would. If he is that unhappy, you can bet it is himself he is unhappy with, not you. His anger is at himself, even though he directs it at you. He has already proven his disrespect and lack of compassion and lack of gratefulness. You can see, I hope, that he is ONLY considering himself and what HE wants. Let him go, please. I have been through this myself. My husband abused me emotionally and verbally for 13 yrs. He told me he couldn’t stand being married to me. So I filed for divorce. Best thing I ever did. Then he came crying, wanting back in the house. I changed the locks. He played dirty tricks in the divorce, so I let the house go into foreclosure. Things could not go on the way they were. I couldn’t pay all the bills and put up with his temper tantrums and make excuses to his family and mine any longer. I have been divorced now for 25 yrs. I am so glad I made that decision when I did. But I would still say I am “in recovery” like addicts are “in recovery” the rest of their lives, even after giving up the substance or habit they are addicted to. It is better being in charge of myself and myself ONLY, and not taking responsibility for him anymore.
20 year relationship and a couple of kids later. partner got depressed. Blamed me for everything and literally hated me. He left me 9 months ago. I begged desperately for him to get help. He went to regular CBT and started anti depressants 2 months ago. I was so happy thinking this was the start of us reconciling and being a family again. Throughout the 9 months since he left he was aware there was something wrong and kept me in limbo telling me he didn’t know if he loved me or not so I hung on in the hope he would realise it was the depression talking. He has now recovered a lot from D. He is now adamant that his love for me is gone. He has made lots of new friends and changed his life completely. He seems to be content in fact he has told me he is while he has left me and our children devastated and not knowing what the heck happened to the man we all love.
Hi Doctor Soph, I have been in a loving and beautiful relationship for the last 3 years with the most kindest & caring man ever. But He’s changed overnight. Suddenly my bf has decided to call it quits and is adamant that he needs to step away from all this , take a break & figure himself out. He needs time. He can’t do this right now. This relationship isn’t right and I’m not right for him. He has been telling me that he might be suffering from depression for the last 5-6 months. And he’s slowly become distancing himself from me also around the same time. Well he started therapy last week. That’s the good news.
My question is what should I do in context of him ? Of course I’m heartbroken. On top of loosing him, I m deeply saddened that he is suffering as well. Should I let him be. Leave him alone. Give him the space he’s asked for ? Meanwhile I recover from this heartache. Or stick around and try and be in his life despite his protests.
Anything to help him in his time of need. Help!😞
Sonali, I know this was over a year ago, but I’m wondering how you are? What happened? I feel like I’m reading my own story when I read yours but mine all unfolded a few weeks ago. I’m devastated for the life I have lost and also devastated and worried for him. He also started therapy recently and left me a few weeks after starting (which also meant he left a few weeks after getting an official diagnosis of depression). I feel like he’s running away from everything. From the diagnosis. From the life that he probably blames for it. From me. We were so solid and then it just slipped away in a matter of weeks. After 4.5 years he became distant for 2-3 weeks and then just woke up and said he had to leave. 🙁
LK, please please please tell me what’s happened. I am going through your exact scenario right now. I’m devastated. 4.5 years and he just “threw” us away because he is not happy, feels depressed and only agrees to think about therapy. I have no doubt he loves me. Staying with me, will bring me down with him (his words) so he made a choice to end our relationship. Devastated is putting it lightly. I can’t sleep eat or drink. I want to be there for him because I love him. He is the partner that I have chosen to “life” with. We are great together…now we are nothing. We live two minutes away from each other so that means we’ll often run into each other at local events. My heart is literally hurting. How do I move on from this?
Thank you for giving me insight on how I’ve acted towards my family and loved ones over many years. I have destroyed two relationships with wonderful women by doing the very things you cite here. And what I am left with, when I was certain I was doing the right thing, is profound emptiness. The power of depression is such that even with this awareness I still feel compelled to push those who love me away. The most insidious part of the disease is how easy it is the be dishonest with yourself. Honesty and vulnerability are vital.
Not sure where to begin…but I have been with my bf for 10 years. Two and a half years ago, he had an accident at work which led him to have a major depression. For the first year, he never mentioned anything to me. At one point, he let me read some thing that he had wrote explaining how he felt. I could see that he was depressed but not to what extent. He started treatment and seeing a therapist. I went to the therapist once with him and she told me that he had been diagnosed with major depression. I really did not grasp what that meant. Last fall, I noticed that he was distant and not emotionally attached to me. And, by the end of November, he told me that he wasn”t in love with me anymore, that he resented me because I didn’t understand what he was going through and that he didn’t know what he wanted from our relationship. That broke me into pieces and I have not been the same ever since. We have started couples therapy this January…but nothing is happening…he tells me that he is confused and that I need to be patient. I ask him to open up to me and he doesn’t want to. I feel betrayed, I am mad…why did he let his feelings get this far…why didn”t he discuss thus with his therapist, etc. I have so many unanswered questions. It is so hard to be around him and not feel the love that we once shared. We have a beautiful 5 years old son. Is there still hope for us? What am I suppose to do until he sorts out his feelings? We still live in the same house, share the same bed, etc. He tells me he doesn’t want to leave. But, I am still scared that this will happen. Any advise???
Oh dear just burned my rice whilst reading your post. I was with my partner for 30 years, and experienced his ups and downs. We did see a.councillor would said he had BPD, but I believe she was incorrect, which sent us both in the wrong direction. Each time he perceived failure, he’d became angry with me, making it about us. When I felt I could not have been kinder and more patient.. then his business unexpectedly came to an end, after 5 years of him working so hard, I felt for him, gave him my support, and explained that I was glad in a way as now he got his life back, and suggested he relax for a while, and I am happy working my three jobs. He bought a yacht, and became more angry and disallusioned, then detached, distant, not present, angry, resentful. I could not talk to him without him seeing blame and criticism, all was so negative. He told me he had seen 30 girls he fancied an intimate relationship with. I felt so hurt, devastated, angry, sad…. anyway he left. I have pleaded with him to come and see a psychologist with me, but by then he was so detached, there was no reasoning with him. He said… what so I can be diagnosed with a mental disorder. He now has refused to acknowledge my existence, and will not speak to me, reply to any email or phone call. This has gone on for two years no, and I cry nearly every day. I have three boys 22, 20 and 18… I thought I was an amazing person.
So how do we deal with someone with depression, when they refuse to help themselves, or even acknowledge they have a problem.
I feel for you… I have tried and tried to be nice, ..oh and he lives next door…. but at the end of the day, we can’t to anything. My friends and family only see the matt that he portrays himself to be. They think I am crazy to think there is something wrong. I love my partner… and I feel so sad, that he won’t trust in me.
I feel he sees me as bad, I was always either black or white, good or bad, though I was always the same.
It is a really difficult journey. I have turned to yoga and meditation. He told me he does not love me and never will, yet I feel he does love me, but something is stopping g him allowing that love through.
It has been 4 yrs since you wrote this. I hope you have seen a way clear to taking care of yourself and letting him take care of himself. Once he left, I think you must allow that to be the final word. You said that for 30 yrs you had experienced his ups and downs. If you re-united it would continue that way. And with his obvious disappointment in himself and inability to have any peace in his own mind, or to give you any peace, now is the time to act in your own self-interest. If you need to see a counselor, go by yourself. Find one who has experience in helping people recover from trauma — you definitely need that. Living next to himself seems like a continuation of a nightmare, too. Is there any way you can move? At least across town? My ex sounds similar to yours. I don’t forgive or forget, but I have determined that he chose this for himself and for me. His attitudes and actions were not my choice or my doing. But now he is gone, I keep reminding myself (25 yrs later) that I am responsible only for myself and my own care and having agency in my own life. That is absolutely the best thing I can do for me. It doesn’t matter now what my husband did or how he acted. That is in the past. I assume he is still the same. I never want to see him again. I have no idea where he lives or if he is even alive. Because it doesn’t matter to me. I am single. I am still traumatized by that marriage. Relationships with men are non-existent because I am afraid they will be like him. But I am reconciled to living life on my own terms. Better that way.
My worst fears are:
1) I have become my partner’s cause. He stays because it would be against his character to leave.
2) I have ruined his life just by knowing him.
3) Some part of me strives to make him as profoundly sad as I am because, if he isn’t, how can he understand why I’ve ruined his life?
This is the first time I’ve ever spoken about this online but I’m hoping someone who has been through similar could offer some advice.
3 months ago my partner of 12 years decided to end our relationship. He said he wasn’t happy and didn’t love me anymore, he didn’t want to try and save it, we were over.
At this point we were only 2 months into a 12 month tenancy, so he wanted us to stay friends and continue living together until the tenancy ended.
Within a week, he started seeing a colleague but denied they were anything more than friends. He started going to her place after work, spending weekends together and after 4 weeks of him gaslighting me, I went through his texts and discovered he was sleeping with her, declaring his love for her and planning a future. With her, he wanted to travel, do things and have kids, all things he said he didn’t want with me.
I was devastated, and when I confronted him all I got was pure anger, and he insisted I didn’t tell a soul because his new girlfriend wanted to keep it a secret so she didn’t get blamed for our breakup. He continued to deny they were having a relationship and would day things like “even if we are, it’s nothing to do with you. I can do what I want. We’re not together and I don’t care about you”
I did tell people because I felt I had to, to get support myself and prove I wasn’t just a paranoid nutcase, which made him even more angry. His “relationship” with her continued as we lived together, at times feeling close and at others bitterly arguing if I dared mention her or talk about trying to save our relationship, until one day he reached out to me over text to say he was struggling with his depression and it had all started the same time as his relationship with this woman.
He at first refused treatment, as the last time he tried meds he didn’t think they worked. He reached out to me again a few weeks later fearful he was bipolar because of mood swings but again refused to get help. Finally he reached out to me last week saying he felt suicidal. Everything that happened with the other woman was a mistake and he wasn’t going to see her anymore, that he’d booked a doctors appointment and needed proper help. I offered to go with him which he accepted, although continued to resist right up to the day of the appointment where he did end up asking for help.
I thought this was a big step forwards, and if I’m honest, I hoped that treatment might bring back the man I love and give me a chance to save my relationship, but immediately after his appointment he lied to my face about what he was doing the following day. I knew from how he acted that he was going to see this woman again and stupidly I went to her house and caught him out, which caused a rage unlike anything I have ever seen.
I told him that I am sorry and it was stupid, but all I wanted to do was stop him making another mistake with her which could affect his depression. He now says I am a psycho, I am controlling and always have been, just trying to remove all his friends and tell him what to do, and he is moving out.
I am devastated again and feel like it is all my fault. I feel ill, I can’t eat or sleep properly, I just want to show him I love him, will support him through this illness and want the man I know back.
Should I let him go and hope that now he’s getting treatment, things will improve? Even though that gives him the opportunity to fully pursue the other woman? She clearly isn’t reciprocating his so called deep feelings and I worry that she is just using him for the attention and free weekends away, but according to him she is perfect, she understands him and his condition, and is the only thing which removes his depression, whereas I am the cause of it. She uses me as an excuse as to why they can’t be together, because I’ll blame her and she doesn’t want the stress.
Please help, I don’t know how much more I can take.
I feel for you. I wwnt through a very similar situation as you after 21 years of marriage to someone who I loved..All the same excuses where given to me. All the same lies, I felt compelled to reply to you.
You need to finish all contact – absolutely nothing. I can’t stress this enough. He needs time to miss you and you mustn’t reach out to him. He is not far enough down the line yet and you will push him away if you continue to try and ‘save’ him.
Let him feel like his has escaped from you, then eventually he will begin to miss you… still stay unavailable. He needs time to change. He needs time to examine where he has gone wrong in his life.
Pray to God. Ask Him to change your husband for the better. The other women doesn’t want him, she is just a needy, lonely person looking for love too. Pray and believe that God protects all marriages.
My marriage has got back on track and is better than I could ever have imaged, but I have terrible low days where I hurt so bad knowing all that my husband did to me. Recovery is as hard as the actual pain he has inflicted on you. He needs Gods help to find his way. Pray for him.
Remember that God will put your marriage back together – have faith and pour your heart out to Him – He is listening to you.
Unforgiveness builds walls
Forgiveness builds bridges.
Katy, how did you get your marriage back on track?
Hi SMT, thank you for your question.
My marriage got back on track because I put all my trust in God.
So long as one of you still wants the relationship to work, God will help you.
He is the only one who can change hearts and restore love. Putting all your faith and trust in God is really hard, but it is the only way.
It is a bit difficult to explain all that I can in a few sentences so feel free to contact me again if you want a more indepth reply.
Thank you so much for your reply. I would like to get in touch with you if possible.
Thank you. Toni
Katy I would like to get in touch with you not sure how though
This is my first visit to this site
I would love to get in touch but unfortunately, there doesn’t seem any possible way. If you have questions that I can answer, I will reply. Shame we aren’t able to connect through this webpage.
I’m so very sorry for your pain and the difficulties you’ve been through. I hope and pray that with time you may have gotten stronger. I’ve been where you are and it’s gut-wrenchingly painful. Just wanted you to know someone was thinking and praying for you.
A lot of the articles I just read here sound like what I’m going through right now as the depressed person. I understand that most of the problem is me. I’m on medication which has definitely helped a lot. But I can very easily get knocked into a seriously deep depression by something as simple as not being able to do something I planned on doing. I hate my job. It’s a dead end and beneath my skills. I want to get a job doing something I love. So I try to spend all my time after work and on weekends working. But I face constant interruptions. It doesn’t matter how many times I ask to be left alone for a while so I can work. People talk incessantly or interrupt me at regular 15 min intervals. It will end up taking me 8 hours to do something I know I could’ve done in 1. This stretching out of the time scale makes me feel like I will be an old man before I get anything accomplished and then it’s too late. If I literally sit there doing nothing but staring at the wall, no one will bother me or say a word to me for hours. Then just when I think “ok cool I’ve stared at the wall long enough for everyone to b quiet and leave me alone I’ll start working again. ” and like clockwork as soon as I touch the keyboard and start writing, within a minute I’m being interrupted again. I am not exaggerating. This makes it very hard to believe that anyone gives a shit about me or what is important to me. I just don’t understand why no one seems to care about what I want to do. Everyone else comes home from work and watches tv or does their thing and is able to. But me, I don’t watch tv much. I watch 1 show once a week and I get interrupted during that too. When I say anything, instead of empathy or cooperation I get told things like I should be happy for what I was able to do or that I need my dosage raised.
Then there is the pressure for me to make more money so we can get out of debt and move out of this state we hate so much. And there’s my catch 22. How can I ever be successful at making more money when I can’t work uninterrupted and can’t get anything accomplished? Then throw in comments from the inlaws “that thing you’re trying to do is stupid and you won’t make money anyway”. No empathy. No support. And my depression. A wonderful concoction. My wife also is only capable of saying the worst things you can say to a depressed person.
I do not accept that the problems is always 100% me. Because if that is the case, then that means I will never be happy and those around me never will be either. So when I go on this stupid cruise with my wife next month, maybe falling overboard will be the best thing for everyone.
ari ro says
I don’t think your 100% the problem. I’m sure others have to change stuff too , but from experience of living with depression, I can suggest that maybe consider changing your attitude or reactions when people bother you. The more tension that is created,the harder it is to maintain relationships.
I am feeling so completely overwhelmed right now. My boyfriend and I started dating in mid-November of last year. He was very honest about his battle with severe depression, but was doing really well when we met. We moved in together in May, and he had started having a bad day now and again.
Tonight he told me he is sick of me and doesn’t care what happens to me, that he just wants to throw me out on the street with my pets and be left alone. He has been so cruel to me over the past few months and he drinks heavily lately. Usually 2-3 bottles of wine per night. When I tried to tell him that I still loved him and I wanted him to try, to let me help him through this, he said no one can help him and he just wants me gone. He has destroyed some of my stuff previously and he gets very aggressive when he’s been drinking, so I don’t take what he’s saying lightly. I don’t know of I need to just get out or if this is really a cry for help.
It makes me so sad to read these posts!!!! Please know that this is the illness speaking to you and not your husband. I went through very similar thing a few months ago. The best support I could have ever ever found was through the site: http://depressionfalloutmessageboard.yuku.com/forums/1/General-Discussion
It saved me.
Bless everyone on this site. John, thank you so much for providing a forum for the loved ones of the depressed to share their experiences. I have never been through something so painful and so isolating, and I’m sure we have all felt that way… But reading stories identical to my own is incredibly reassuring and comforting, and acts as proof, helping in the fight to relinquish control. My beloved boyfriend of 3 and a half years, the man I wanted to spend my life with, has always struggled with depression. Never ever did he take an active role in managing it, and it weaved in and out of our relationship, polluting and perverting a pure, childlike and passionate love between us. We have a home together and in our greatest moments, it has been a safe, cozy place, full of warmth and joy. But that environment only sustained him for so long, and twice now, when I’ve been tending to my own life, doing things for me, like traveling to visit family or working on my art, he has completely fallen apart. I don’t believe he knows at all how to sit with and manage his feelings, he definitely doesn’t have the skill set and it doesn’t appear he has the desire either. He left, at first telling me not to personalize it, it had nothing to do with me, he loved me and didn’t want it to be this way, but it had to be. Now he’s no longer able to say I love you, is cold, very firm… And the day after tomorrow wants to see me in person. He won’t come home and says “it’s not good for him”. I think the relationship is going to end… Both from him misplacing his issues and me being completely unable, both emotionally and physically, to endure anymore of his highs and lows. I understand and see that nothing I say or do will ever be enough to cure his depression, nor is that my responsibility. If he won’t choose recovery, in an active and conscious way, as a mature adult, we have no chance… And I certainly can’t walk down the aisle to meet that person, or bear a child with him. It breaks my heart, I don’t want to lose him, we laughed so much… But I want to be happy, and I don’t know that he knows how. I gave him everything I could. It isn’t my job to teach him.
Leemore, you are absolutely correct. It is not your job teach him or be his therapist. I tried to do both and it all just ended in frustration and massive confusion on trying to second guess what to say, not to say etc.. I had a very similar story to yours just a year and a half ago. My exBF left twice in 4 year period and threatened a third and I finally said I was done. I asked him to move out.
I must confess at the time I had no idea what was going on. The in-stability of his moods took my self esteem further down each time. He kept telling me he wasn’t happy yet he always came back (6-8 weeks later)and saying it wasn’t me after all. He would drink heavily in the time away, call off work,not sleep. Asking him to leave was one of the the hardest things I have ever done but it was a necessary amputation. Most often he would not acknowledge his depression (although at intermittent times he would say he thought maybe he had it all his life). He would float in and out of denial. We did go to counseling together twice and he continued to see the therapist alone for about 7 visits. Towards the end he said he wasn’t going back and he just wanted to drink his worries away.
Fast forward a year and half . He is still stalking me . He has shown up at my work both in the parking lot and in my bldg( he doesn’t know I see him). He finds a reason to contact me every 3 months like clockwork( exactly as our therapist predicted as he saw the depression in him), my neighbors see him drive by my house, he texted me just 2 days ago about an issue that he could have solved on his own. Funny thing is he has a GF and yet he still continues to make his presence known in my life. He never actually talks to me. I do not reach out or respond to his acts.
Truth is I think about him all the time. I have started dating. With the help from a 12 step program for enablers, a storied mind articles and shares, depression fallout message boards, therapy and all the information I could get on depression I have finally come to know that NO amount of pleading, I love you’s, Ill stand by your side, we’ll do this together, did any bit of good. I love this man AND I had to learn to love myself more. I realized I did not cause his illness and I couldn’t cure it. I soooo wanted to be one of those stories that proved these sites wrong. I just KNEW that he loved me more than anything and our love would prevail. Sadly it did not work out that way and I must say somewhere inside I still secretly hope for his return. I’m happy to say life has returned to happier and I am dating again. It’s been hard but life goes on and things return to normal.
This site is an invaluable tool for not feeling alone and for gathering information about depression about your loved one. Yes it’s important to have compassion and support for our spouse .It’s equally important to love and take care of your own well being.
Best to you.
Any bi polarity?
Wow. That helped. Nursing a loss of nonsensical reasoning by my 21 year husband. He’s 45 and seemingly went off the deep end.
not diagnosed BP.. yet the therapist suspectd dual diagnosis. He would not admit he had a problem… which left me with no choice but to save myself.
I am still in a state of shock by my husband’s actions over the last 2 months. We will be married 25 years in June and 2 months ago he left stating he was no longer happy and just felt dead inside. We have always had a good marriage and I was so shocked by this. I begged him to see a Doctor and we are in marriage counseling; however, things seem to be getting worse. He has been telling me all along that he loves me and wants to work on things, but today he told me that he is no longer in love with me and he is considering divorce. He has been so cruel as far as emotionally towards me over the last 2 months. He has no emotions when I cry and does not even try to comfort me in anyway. This is a man who has always loved me so much and I am devastated. I have tried to give him the space he needs, but am terrified of losing him completely. I leave on a business trip tomorrow and he would always normally ask where I am staying and this time he didn’t even ask or seem to care that I am going. He is slipping away from me and has become a stranger to me. I have done what our counselor suggests as far as keeping myself busy with friends and other activities, but my heart is just broken. I don’t understand why I am the one who has to follow all these rules as far as not contacting him because it makes it more difficult for him and he needs space, etc. I would think at this point my decision would be so easy to make with how he has treated me, but it is not, I still love him so much and pray that this fog will lift before he makes a decision that he may regret forever.
My husband has gone from kind, laid back and caring to hostile cold and distant, we’d been together 34 years. I discovered he had been stressed pressured and bullied at work but that didn’t stop him leaving me, the kids and our family home. In addition to this he had a health scare DVT and not grieved for his Mum and Dad, worried he only has a short time left to live.
He talked about having paid rainbows to kill me bringing a tool kit into the lounge so he could see it and the need to live alone to control food, shopping and cleaning. When he was at home his behaviour was odd, childish and totally off the wall, since leaving I’ve seen him have anxiety attacks and seen him use the flight response, how do I know? I’ve had agoraphobia and panic attacks myself.
He had counselling via our GP but I discovered at Christmas he stopped going I got him into couples therapy but this was a disaster it widened the gap, even the Psychotherapist said he has a problem but can’t see it and has no motivation to deal with it.
It’s gone from a trail separation to sort his head, to separation and now a Divorce, he said he thought he had told me he wanted a Divorce? I’ve told him to stop using our relationship as an excuse and the email he sent back to me saying it was all about work and I didn’t deserve any of this I forwarded to his solicitor and mine.
I have never asked him to come home as I don’t want to pressure him. I sent him information I had seen about making life changing decisions whilst depressed all of which he has ignored. He seems to have pushed the self destruct button on everything, our kids no longer want anything to do with him, I have recently undergone treatment for cancer, our daughter had an operation and there was nothing to ask how we were, his behaviour is unbelievable.
Divorce is the least of my problems I have had two family deaths and dissevered a few weeks ago he may have now lost his job. His office are stating he is off on long term sick yet he is saying he’s setting up a business? I doubt he has thought this through as he has supposedly left with very little money, in fact there is only enough money to pay the mortgage for the next few months let alone start a business, this has come as a massive shock for someone who is supposed to be highly intelligent. If I am honest the job needed to go as that was the root of the problem but the normal husband would have made sure he was financially secure we now face repossession of our home.
People have suggested a mid life crisis, well if that was the case surely he would be making his life better not worse? Another old friend screamed down the phone at me saying he had rang her and he’s fine just sorting his life, they haven’t spoken in years! Annoyingly she had kept saying there must be more to it like an affair then said if he is ill he won’t want to feel rejected, he’s rejected us. He’s been left unable to do relationships which is even more interesting if he’s trying to set up a business, there’s no denying he’s good where business is concerned but doesn’t have the people skills and has admitted his relationships with everyone are now cold, distant and superficial.
Sow were are we now, going through Divorce and he will very soon be on the verge of bankruptcy very odd for an Accountant.
I’m now looking at the situation from the outside, I see everything is crumbling around him, it’s very much like watching a high speed train crash in slow motion!
Two good books to look for are – I don’t want to talk about it by Terrance Real – I related to this, my husband is a workaholic and has buried his head in his job for years I discovered some old diaries he’s had depression since he was 15 years old he’s now 54.
Take a look at the unofficial symptoms of depression, it’s all there about Divorce and Separation (Anne Sheffield).
If it’s any consolation my husband has said he doesn’t like seeing me because it hurts, doesn’t want to hurt me emotionally so no idea what he thinks he’s doing Divorcing me if that isn’t emotional hurt, what is?
The odd thing is in the 8 months he’s been gone he hasn’t redirected his post or collected his precious football collection.
Just remember if he makes the decision it will be one he has to live with, they use our relationships as an excuse because they don’t have the willpower or motivation to get help – they’re in denial. If you can see if you can find a local support group, the one I found has been amazing. I met a really intelligent lady who is ill and she told me she had done something very stupid, I can now see why my husband is acting recklessly, it’s all to easy to see how they can be taken advantage of when they are ill and vulnerable and I remember when I was ill I lashed out but that’s because I was very frightened.
You really need to look after yourself and get out and about as much as you can – they can only help themselves and they have to rescue themselves at some point.
Thank you for your response. Things have gone from bad to worse quickly. 2 weeks ago my husband talked about coming home, but tonight he told me he no longer wants to even try to work on our marriage and that he is done. He says this with absolutely no emotion. He actually says that he is doing it because he cannot give me what I need. That is pathetic, because all I want and need is him. He also told me that he hasn’t loved me for 2 years, but yet he continues to tell me that he will always love me. I still love him so much and do not know how to let go. I know he is horribly depressed and can see that this is a decision he will regret later in his life. I am so confused by this man who used to love me so much and is now completely indifferent to me. I know that he is gone and that I need to move on. I just honestly don’t know how.
It has been a week since my post and my husband continues to become more cruel to me emotionally with each passing day. Although he did agree to hold off on filing for divorce for a few weeks until he tries a new medication, he is insistent that this is what he is going to do. He states that our marriage is over, has actually yelled to me that he no longer wants to be married. He sold our camp trailer; which we both loved and today is having a realtor look at our home to put it on the market. He opened his own checking account and I just out he got a new phone and told our kids not to give me the phone number. I am hurt, and just trying to absorb all of the losses at once. Mostly the loss of the man I once knew. Where did he go so quickly? This man is not him….of course I torture myself by looking at old photos of us and reading old cards he wrote to me. He is moving forward so quickly and I know that he just wants me out of his life. I wonder if he will ever miss me at all or if he will ever have any feelings towards what he has done?
Hi Veronica, how are things now?
Just read your post and wept. Our stories are identical. I know it’s been over a year for you now, could you share how things are for you know? This is happening to me right now and it would be great to know how your story unfolded.
Same story. Sadly I’ll be divorced in about 4 weeks. 21 years down the tubes in 7 months.
How’d it work out for you?
Your story is exactly my life right now. It’s been 2 weeks since my husband left.
How are you, Tracy?
I am also in the same boat with my husband.
Ive just had my first baby, a little boy who is going on 11 weeks. My husband who I have been with for 5 years and married 19months decided that he no longer wanted to be in the marriage 10 days before our son was due. He wasnt even willing to try to work on whatever issues he felt we had and basically said its just not going to work anymore, he told me to get out of our marital house because he was selling it and got legal advice for divorce 🙁 I wasnt expecting it at all, after all we were just about to have our first baby. Unfortunately I ended up moving out of our marital house with our son when was only 10 days old because things escalated within a matter of days. He went from saying he didnt feel anything anymore, had no feelings for me or anyone in general this included our son Yet he said he loved me but he didnt want to hurt me. Then as each day went by he started saying how he resented me and that he felt dead inside and that he couldnt see the sight of me. Before I moved out I tried to get him to see reason to what he was doing and throwing away so easily. I even asked if he was suffering with depression yet he denied it. It was something I never thought I’d be doing with a newborn baby that was planned with my husband but i guess my cards have been dealt. my husband said he still wanted to see our son but in the last 11 weeks he has only seen him 5 times.
I did discover 4 weeks after I moved out that my husband was suffering with depression – he admitted this to me finally and he said he went and got medication. Unfortunately the medication he was on actually did the opposite to helping and only made his depression worse. He is now trying to wean off them – or so he tells me. He is very stubborn and refuses to get counselling as he believes it doesnt work. He just wants to get through it on his own with no assistance from medication or professional help.
i never thought my husband would’ve been the person to do something like this. Ive been a wreck – baby hormones dont help though. Ive never felt so mich hurt and heartache before but as much as it hurts i do keep trying to tell myself i have to be strong for my little man after all he only has me now.
The person who i know as my husband would never in his right mind do such a thing to me or his own child – all of what he has done is how i know he was possessed with a great evil inside him that he is struggling to win the battle. The person i speak to now isnt even my husband and it breaks my heart because i love him so much and hate seeing him suffer. But no matter how much i love him i know it isnt going to make his depression disappear. I really do hope he learns to find the strength to want to help himself because even if we dont get back together i do want to see him smile again whether that be with me or with somebody else – as much as i dont want that to ever be an option but i have to prepare myself for what could be 🙁
I have to say that I have found these blogs incredibly useful. I have read them dozens of times each time I can’t understand him. My partner left without any notice whatsoever. The hardest thing I find is holding onto the memories of how much fun, loyalty and love we shared. I never would have expected what happened. It seemed so far removed from who he was, what we were. It was so disrespectful. I try and be understanding but I want to be angry and I think I should be. I don’t want to excuse it – it’s not ok. In many ways I want it over. I want him and his belongings which remain in situ out of my life. I want my friend gone because friends don’t do this sort of thing. I feel like I don’t know what to say to our joint friends. I don’t want to put him down because that’s not me and there’s an amazing side to him. But I don’t know this guy. He’s blamed me but doesn’t realise it. He denies it but its in his language. When something happens like this it creates a defence moving forward because it’s unforeseen and unpredictable. You can’t help but be embarrassed by it as though somehow you created it but logically I know I didn’t. No one is responsible for someone who doesn’t communicate and depression is no excuse for walking out. So now we are largely estranged, from closeness to such incredible distance in such a short time. Look it’s true he was distancing in the weeks before. I tried to communicate but he was angry. He saw me as the cause of his life falling apart, his loss of job. I was there for him, he just couldn’t see it. What I found strange was that he gravitated to really unhealthy friends in his life, single drinking males who let him down while avoiding the gorgeous reliable men in his life? I think they reflected back a him his self belief he was no good. If only he could see his talent and that this and his incredible presence defined him. I know we will be no longer but perhaps something positive will come out of this. He’ll work out his value because he lost something special. He’ll gravitate towards healthier friends as he learns what he is worth and that i will remain open and take forward the blessings in this relationship while being appropriately angry about how wrong the ending was.
I just found this and it has helped so much. Now… to put it into practice.
I met the guy of my dreams 9 months ago today. We’ve both been through some very difficult relationships – both been left and cheated on, etc. We thought we’d finally found each other. I always joked about us being old together and that I would have to be the one to die first in old age because I would miss him too much. The whole relationship was so lovely. We always held hands. We spoke every day throughout the day, all day. He always said he loved me, xoxo’s, bought me little love tokens, etc. It was sweet. 5 weeks ago, his father who’d been suffering from lung cancer (whom he had a very severed relationship with due to abandonment when he was a kid, but my ex was trying his best to be there)took a turn for the worst. I suggested that he go over there as quickly as possible, as he might not have a chance to say goodbye otherwise. He did and he helped his father the last week of his life. He saw his dad suffer a great deal, but he never got what he wanted, that resolution. His dad. He called me throughout, with updates, to unload, etc. He wanted to come home for a couple of days (his dad lives in another state) for some ‘normalcy’ before heading back to deal with the aftermath. He really wanted to come straight to me before he headed to his own house. He asked me to go with him and his son to the funeral, etc. for support and I went, in a heartbeat. It was difficult. I saw him start to shut down. His relationship with his step and half brothers is chaotic, but family nonetheless. After the funeral we headed back home, where Christmas awaited us 3 days from then. It was more chaos, it was busy, it was a whirlwind of having to do last minute shopping, wrapping, hosting dinner, etc. 3 days after Christmas he decided very impulsively to quit smoking. He warned that he’d probably be a not so nice person for the next few weeks. Between Christmas and New Year’s he became more distant, detached, numb, sad…A couple days later I noticed that our online communication was a little different, not as warm, etc. That night I asked him if everything was ok, if he wanted space to himself that weekend, I was more than happy not to go to his place for the weekend if he just wanted to be by himself. He said he had a lot things in his head, a lot of things were coming up. I had him call me to clarify a few other cryptic things he said in text and he just said it, with no hesitation…I don’t think my heart feels as strongly as yours does for mine. I’ve tried so hard to feel ‘passionately in love’ with you but that should just happen on its own. (I WAS IN SHOCK) He doesn’t feel ‘in love’ with me. He thinks I’m amazing, caring, supportive, the most amazing woman he’s ever met but he can’t feel that ‘passionately in love’ piece that he once felt. (Who does after nine months???) I asked how long he’d been feeling this way and he said 4-5 weeks (basically 1 week before his dad took a turn for the worst.) That was that. He’s shut the door. The person I once knew is gone. What I’m hearing does not match what he was like. At all. He bought me a vintage typewriter for Christmas (I’d once said it would be fun to have so that I could type him love letters) that he carefully researched. 4 weeks prior had bought me a sterling silver antique spoon that was stamped “I love you more than coffee”. 5 weeks prior had said in a text “When are you coming over? Feels like I haven’t seen you in forever. I had a bad dream that you broke up with me and I woke up all sad.” See what I mean??? I just doesn’t make sense. But he just turned that switch off. He told his neighbor that he thought I was amazing but didn’t want to screw up my life. He also said that I could be the perfect woman for him but he honestly didn’t feel ‘in love’ and no once could force him to feel that. I’m so confused. I’m so HURT and SHOCKED. I miss him like crazy. I failed to mention that he’d been on anti-depressants when we first started going out. He’d been on a pretty high dose of Lexapro for 2+ years. He decided to stop taking them cold turkey 4-5 months into our relationship claiming he felt better and that he wanted things to function a little bit better ‘down there’, which had been impacted due to the meds. I need advice.
I am sorry this happened to you. I don’t know him, but I’ve heard of many similar stories. People like him look for the chemical high, sparked by novelty, from romances, to combat their depression. Some of them may have just ended a long-term relationship due to that depression, and transferred their unprocessed emotions to a new partner out of desperation.
I don’t mean to say his feelings for you, Jan, were not genuine. That’s precisely the problem. Feelings change constantly. Depression bring people low. They self-medicate through a new partner, without addressing the underlying psychological issues spurring that depression. Hence when new stressors, such as the death of a parent, take place, they would blame it on the person closest to them, and move on. This is how they may have jettisoned the newborns and/or the 20-plus year marriages littering these comments, before coming to you, their next unwitting target for blame.
They will continue this pattern until they address their underlying issues. The only way I can think of to avoid becoming collateral damage of this type of depression is to look closely at their explanations of why their marriage/relationships broke down. If they take no responsibility whatsoever for its breakdown, you can be fairly certain that they are volatile and cannot be depended upon.
My own marriage of 19 years ended like this. My ex-husband is on girlfriend #2, and is planning to move to her country after a 9-months relationship. We have a teen child that he has visited less often during the virus because he ran to his newly adopted family. I understand depression is his driver. And I fully own my 50% of responsibility in the breakdown of our marriage, and have made changes trying to atone for past wrongs. But I don’t see him doing the same. He has not ever been alone since our separation.
My heart goes out to everyone who has been collateral damage in midlife depression. I had my own depression – without the crisis – and my ex stood by me until I got better. It was contagious and his untreated depression got worse. My love and best wishes to all of you. May we all find peace and bliss again, including the loved lost ones.
My Ex fell into this trap, i to was blind sided by her depression, and before i knew she was gone and no longer listening to me. She to lacks awareness of her own depression, and its such a horror to lose someone you love this way. I feel for you all its so very hard.
These stories have been very helpful to me. My ex left after 22 years- just a few months ago. I knew he suffered from either bouts of depression or bipolar syndrome but was never diagnosed or sought treatment. Our relationship was up and down the entire time we were together. He went through many “new identities” that he would throw himself into but eventually would not fill the void and he would get worse with each failed fantasy. Jobs, sports, motorcycles and the last one, fundamentalist religion. At times he would move out for his new wonderful life and be back within a few days to a few months. With each zealous new passion, he would make some really bad choices and would ultimately end up with huge financial or personal issues but he always was, in his mind, the victim of circumstances or people. This last time it was me who was to blame and it was partially true. I had had it!
A few month ago, I went back to our hometown to take a better paying job and he stayed behind to get the house sold. He was excited for a new chapter in life and flew out with me to get settled in a corporate apartment. Then everything went South. The company was unstable, the job was not what had been sold to me, the house would not sell. I became lonely, stressed, and needy being the breadwinner and used to making timely, proactive decisions. I was becoming irritable and depressed and I needed his strength, love and support more than ever. Instead he became deeply involved in his current fantasy-Fundamentalist Christianity. He read the Bible constantly, quoted scripture, and believed that Jesus would wash clean all of his sins and despair. A woman he worked with, who brought him to Christ, became his personal minister. Things got really bad after only a few weeks of my being gone, he was drinking heavily, not picking up the phone to me, and picking fights over everything. I finally told him if he kept it up he needed to leave. I flew home to get a handle on things and he was cold as ice. He finally admitted financial an medical problems that he had not shared with me. Two days later, he moved in with his Christian savior, telling me I was evil and the cause of all of his mistakes and unhappiness. The depression finally had complete hold on him. I have not heard from him and he did not respond to the one email I sent him. I subsequently found out that she had leased him an expensive new car and helped him get onto Social Security since he did not earn much of a living. Reading these stories helps explain the drama and insanity of untreated depression. I hope the new life he ran to gives him the excitement, success, and happiness he longed for. Right now, I am picking up the pieces and dealing with my own depression and codependence. Thanks for letting me share and for sharing your own stories.
In my case, it is not so much that I want to leave because I believe I will find a more fulfilling relationship elsewhere. It is because I genuinely believe I would be better off having only basic social contact for the necessities of life and otherwise, being a recluse.
I have long-term depression that is now accompanied by chronic fatigue syndrome. I have come to the conclusion that both are because I simply feel nothing but stress in human interaction that leaves me far from happy. I realise it stems from a childhood in which from my first days of schooling, I was bullied as the fat kid. My parents just deemed me a nuisance and a problem if I told them about it so I shut up. They had no time for my individuality and regarded women as second class citizens: they would allow me no identity except as a future breeding woman and of course, when I rebelled and decided not to have children, I was deemed as totally irrelevant, a failure and not living in the “real world.” Even running a marathon elicited no response and when I challenged them about it, I was deemed as just demanding adulation! My first sexual relationship involved regularly being hit and my parents just accused me of “prostituting myself” and left me to it!
Basically, I have never felt comfortable around people and over time, the effect has led me to the CFS because it takes so many resources to be in company. Human relationships seem to shut down my intelligence and faculties so I actually find I am more resourceful and upbeat on my own. It’s the only time I can relax too. Literally, with my partner, I am never relaxed (since 2005!). Fundamentally I know that being made to feel as nothing because I was born female and so weak and useless means that the context of a relationship highlights the fact I am a woman and can do nothing about it. The ability to have children has been a real curse and definitely not cause for celebration, particularly as I have always had menstrual issues that have seen me sacked from work and in great pain each month. At least if I am solo, this problem (sexual contact, being “the woman” etc) is not triggered and so I can concentrate on more important things that involve survival! I actually feel my survival is at stake in relationships at some level! And yet I was also regularly told how useless and stupid I was by my parents (lectures of several hours late at night so like brainwashing!) and therefore unable to do things on my own, which may well be why I feel stuck and have stayed!
I am not sure everyone needs human connection. I really don’t feel I do and I am not sure it is a symptom of depression as I was always a loner as a child too. I just can’t see the point in human relationships and this has nothing to do with the individuals I am relating too. It’s just the way I am I think as I don’t feel lonely either.
Does anyone else feel this way?
This ‘active face of the illness’ is so comforting to know in a way!
My recent ex partner of 3 years fits into this category of looking for the ‘fantasy of escape’.
Its been about 2 years my ex has suffered from depression. Over the last 8 months this has got steadily worse – increased irritability, mood swings, withdrawl into her cave at home, long hours watching tv, playing online poker and drinking. Yes she sounds a bit like a man!
Fast forward to now, she broke it off with me saying no love for me anymore, wants passion in her life etc. I can see through her facade – the fantasy of escape from feeling a void inside. Within days of ending it she had joined a dating website clearly she thinks of this fantasy of filling the void with passion.
I have felt flat myself these last couple of weeks since the break-up but reading this site and others gives me a lift. All my ex’s behaviour follows what John and others with a depressed partner experience. I think having John spell this out – gives it a lot more weight given he has been there himself.
I thankyou John for providing me with some comfort in this very difficult time.
From here, i will try to keep my head above water and push myself to exercise and try to gain a sense of myself again . I do hope to keep the communication with the ex – she seems bit resistant this time but we did end the break-up with a fight (i did say somethings to her that she is probably holding onto like she can’t deal with shame – and her father made her feel shame for being alive). I hope with space she will allow me to be her friend and i’ll try to move on.
How are you doing after all of these months?
Reading this blog has helped confirm for me what I think is happening when I’m feeling in a positive mood about my husbands depression. We’ve been married 16 years and over the past 12 months I’d watched the signs of my husbands depression slowly returning (he’d suffered many years ago) he rejected the suggestion of going to the doctors for about 8 months till one day he had a melt down at work having thoughts of suicide. It was at this point he explained all the things which were making him feel like that which included me and our marraige. He told me he loves me but occasionally felt he wasn’t in live with me anymore. These were only occasional feelings but once it popped into his head he would struggle with the answer for days. He’s being treated with anti-depresents the dose if which has been increased each month and 3 weeks ago he was put on the highest. He has reached a point now where he feels like this about us 90% of the time it’s like the more he thinks and worries about it the more he confirms the answer to his unhappiness is us. All the things people have describe on here are like reading about my husband. Sometimes if he’s having an ok day he can be almost
‘Normal’ thoughtfull tactile however most of the time it’s like living with a stranger he’s short fused not violent but snappy with the kids all the time he’s isolates himself from most friends and family saying they don’t care about him anyway, this last week has been horrendous he tried an overdose on Sunday stopping himself half way through then Thursday night after a bad day he said he was sick of feeling like he does he doesn’t like himself and never has he said he couldn’t see how anything would ever change or make him better and he was sick if trying. He walked out leaving his keys and phone which he’d deleted everyone’s contact from bar mine and our teenage daughters. He’s home again now and when we talked he said some days he feels trapped like he’s suffocating. We’ve spoke about him moving out for a while to have his space and although he seems to want this he then changes this subject and it doesn’t come up again until another ‘bad’ day. He even says he loves the kids but doesn’t enjoy them he says nothing gives him joy. These are hard things to hear especially when I can remember the days when he was happy and enjoyed family and friends. He had his first session of CBT last week and I’m really hoping it will help him start to get well. Even if at the end if all this his feeling toward me haven’t come back I just want him to feel happy with life and get back to being a great dad his kids deserve I love him to death.