Trying to grow a relationship within depression
Mon, Apr 4, 2011I’ve been with this man for two years. What is bothering me is that I have being trying in vain to make the best of it, but his depression is truly smothering me. Actually, it is driving me insane. Its like dating Jekyll and Hyde. I never know who I am going to get at any moment. I never know what is going to set him off. His anger is repulsive. Who he is and who he says he is are two COMPLETELY different people. He has the ability to be the most wonderful man, but his highs and lows turn him into two completely different people.
I love him. I must love him to have struggled along with him for so long. He is going to counseling which is great. But, he’s been to counseling before. I don’t think its just that easy. This is the worst part: I just found out last night that apparently we have sexual issues! Wow. Another humdinger.
Apparently, what I was doing (which is stimulating myself while he’s doing his thing) has made him feel useless in the sack. I want to say first of all, he’s not useless! He’s well endowed and he’s very talented. Its just that every woman is different. That’s just my button! And I tried to explain to him not every woman is stimulated the same. But, him “not being able to satisfy me” as he call it, had affected him so much he decided to take about every pill we own in the house – in an attempt to kill himself. Brilliant. Now, I get to feel like shit. All he had to do was talk to me! But, he’s so uptight about talking about sex that I never knew what he didn’t like and he never knew why I was doing that! I tried guiding him, but he’s so stubborn he thinks that he should be able to figure me out.
I didn’t know it was such a huge hit to his ego. I’m very shocked. Then he tells me since I have been doing that he can’t fully stand to attention. ( However, I wouldn’t say that’s completely true.) Then, last night he cruelly sent me an E-Mail that read- “By the time you receive this, you should have received a phone call that I’m dead.” His words have my self-confidence dragging today. Its really just awful. Our relationship is at an all time low today. I don’t know how to move past this.
But, no. He didn’t die. He’s under supervision and seeing a therapist. This isn’t the first time he’s attempted suicide (previously, he was being cruelly bullied in the military). This is one flaw in his character I don’t think I can take anymore: he is a man who would prefer to take the easy way out. This applies to most decisions he’s made in his life. I am the opposite. I try to give him hope, but he doesn’t listen to me. I try to tell him maybe we two don’t belong together. But, he won’t even listen to that. His actions display that he is crying out for help. But, I don’t know what to do!!!
I spent four months away from him once. But, The relationship wouldn’t end there.He would call and he was Jekyll again: charming, enthusiastic, considerate,hopeful, loving and full of laughter <-All those parts of him that I really enjoy. But, when he pulls me back in, he is just a silent, tight ball of frustration. Nothing I say can get through to him. He focuses on everything and everyone but me. I feel like I don’t matter to him. He is non intentionally killing my spirit. Which is worse in my opinion than doing it on purpose. At least then, I could hate him and just move on. But, it seems like he just can’t help it.
I don’t wanna fix him, I don’t know how to and I lack the time and apparatus to do so. I want to understand how to communicate through that thick head of his. He doesn’t leave me any clues.
It seems I have gotten myself into a terror of a relationship and I don’t know how to improve it. And that’s just what I really want to do, improve it. Why? Because I love the hell out of this man and he has such great potential. But, sometimes I feel like that won’t happen and I should run away as fast as I can!! Maybe that part of me is right. Its hard to tell. When I take a step back and look at things, I can see that this will not end well. Maybe I’m still around because I fear the end of us. Maybe I stick around because we could be so, so good. I’m a very intelligent girl, how do I not know what to do?