Hi everyone,
I've been hanging around this forum for a little while - I registered a few months back when my common-law spouse was having a hard time and I was struggling with how best to support him. We had a tough fall and then in December things got better...now he's lying on the basement couch with a blanket over his head and can't bring himself to look at me or speak to me, so I'm desperate for some advice or words of comfort!
He always felt like he suffered from some form of depression (since his early teen years) - it usually would come on a little stronger in the fall/winter months, but he would just soldier through. In the summer months there is enough work to do in the yard, etc to distract him from his thoughts. But this fall everything came on so much stronger than before - he experiences inexplicable guilt (guilt towards me mostly - thoughts that I must be settling for him and he's ruining my life by being with me) and for a good month spent every evening on the couch, pulling the blanket over his head if I walked by and then crawling into bed about 8pm. He spoke of running away or moving out for a bit to "clear his head". He finally felt so low that he saw his GP who put him on Effexor (37.5mg); however, she didn't refer him to a therapist because "he isn't suicidal"...this made me pretty angry...I think he could benefit greatly from seeing a therapist! He thinks that talking to me and his mom is enough, but we're not professionals and don't have that third-party view of things.
Anyhow, after about a month on the Effexor I started noticing improvements in his mood - he was more interactive, more engaged in the world around him - and since mid-December he's seemed great! He still had those same feelings of guilt, but wasn't constantly ruminating on them so they weren't taking over his life. He was able to get out and enjoy the outdoors, get some exercise and fresh air...and was laughing and smiling again.
In my head I know that cycles are to be expected, but I guess I still wasn't ready for him to spiral back down so quickly. He's still taking his meds - I check the bottle every few days and often see or hear him take them in the morning - maybe I should just trust him to keep taking them, but I had a bad experience years back when my brother went off Paxil cold-turkey...that's another story in itself...so I am concerned with potential withdrawal effects.
I'm feeling a little lost tonight - knowing that I can't fix him, even though I desperately want to make things better for him. All I can do is be here to support him, I just don't know how to best do that! This fall when he was down I just kept on living around him...cleaning the house, making supper, doing dishes...moving around him on the couch until he chose to start a conversation. I guess I was silently trying to "tell" him that life didn't come to a complete halt when he wasn't feeling well. I would ask him a question, get a one-word answer, and then move on with whatever I was doing...I didn't push hard. I don't know if that's the best approach. I don't know if I should be more forward - ask him directly how he's feeling - I know all I'll get is an abrupt "fine", but at least I tried to open up a conversation?
Any words of wisdom would be greatly appreciated! I'm struggling most with just those little day-to-day interactions...and also don't know how to bring up the idea of therapy. The last time we discussed it he got angry and quite rudely told me it was probably the stupidest idea I've ever had!
I've been hanging around this forum for a little while - I registered a few months back when my common-law spouse was having a hard time and I was struggling with how best to support him. We had a tough fall and then in December things got better...now he's lying on the basement couch with a blanket over his head and can't bring himself to look at me or speak to me, so I'm desperate for some advice or words of comfort!
He always felt like he suffered from some form of depression (since his early teen years) - it usually would come on a little stronger in the fall/winter months, but he would just soldier through. In the summer months there is enough work to do in the yard, etc to distract him from his thoughts. But this fall everything came on so much stronger than before - he experiences inexplicable guilt (guilt towards me mostly - thoughts that I must be settling for him and he's ruining my life by being with me) and for a good month spent every evening on the couch, pulling the blanket over his head if I walked by and then crawling into bed about 8pm. He spoke of running away or moving out for a bit to "clear his head". He finally felt so low that he saw his GP who put him on Effexor (37.5mg); however, she didn't refer him to a therapist because "he isn't suicidal"...this made me pretty angry...I think he could benefit greatly from seeing a therapist! He thinks that talking to me and his mom is enough, but we're not professionals and don't have that third-party view of things.
Anyhow, after about a month on the Effexor I started noticing improvements in his mood - he was more interactive, more engaged in the world around him - and since mid-December he's seemed great! He still had those same feelings of guilt, but wasn't constantly ruminating on them so they weren't taking over his life. He was able to get out and enjoy the outdoors, get some exercise and fresh air...and was laughing and smiling again.
In my head I know that cycles are to be expected, but I guess I still wasn't ready for him to spiral back down so quickly. He's still taking his meds - I check the bottle every few days and often see or hear him take them in the morning - maybe I should just trust him to keep taking them, but I had a bad experience years back when my brother went off Paxil cold-turkey...that's another story in itself...so I am concerned with potential withdrawal effects.
I'm feeling a little lost tonight - knowing that I can't fix him, even though I desperately want to make things better for him. All I can do is be here to support him, I just don't know how to best do that! This fall when he was down I just kept on living around him...cleaning the house, making supper, doing dishes...moving around him on the couch until he chose to start a conversation. I guess I was silently trying to "tell" him that life didn't come to a complete halt when he wasn't feeling well. I would ask him a question, get a one-word answer, and then move on with whatever I was doing...I didn't push hard. I don't know if that's the best approach. I don't know if I should be more forward - ask him directly how he's feeling - I know all I'll get is an abrupt "fine", but at least I tried to open up a conversation?
Any words of wisdom would be greatly appreciated! I'm struggling most with just those little day-to-day interactions...and also don't know how to bring up the idea of therapy. The last time we discussed it he got angry and quite rudely told me it was probably the stupidest idea I've ever had!
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