Dating and depression
Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2014 10:06 pm
Hello everyone,
I have been seeing a guy for a little while who is struggling with depression, and has been since before we started seeing each other. Depression itself is not uncharted territory for me, as I grew up in a household where my mother has always struggled with severe depression and anxiety, with bouts of better and worse, as it goes. I myself live with a mostly pretty well managed eating disorder, so let me say I understand what it feels like to not like yourself, and that your own mind can be a pretty scary old place to live. That being said, I also know that everyone's mental illnesses manifest in different ways, and everyone deals with that differently.
I knew before I started seeing (let's call him X, just for fun) that he's been doing not the greatest lately, and thought long and hard about wither or not I felt that I could handle having this in my life, and I really do believe I can. Also, I'm wicked into X. I care very, very, very deeply about him, and his well-being is really what needs to be forefront right now, since I know he's going through a really crappy phase (new meds, and insomnia and worrying about school etc). He has also never been in a relationship before, and I have been in several, one long term, most shorter, though we're both students in our early 20s. Things had been going super well, and he's amazing for being upfront about what's been going on with his mental health, which is so great.
However, the other night, he showed up at my place kind of abruptly, frantic and anxious, and said he thinks we should stop seeing each other because he doesn't want to 'drag me down' (and variations of that) and then quickly left. I was pretty blindsided by this, so I just told him he needs to do whatever is best for him right now, because I know he's dealing with a lot and it can be really scary.
However, I'm not sure if I'm just taking this out of context, but this is something my mother used to do/does a fair bit when she is in one of the 'down' periods in her illness, the whole 'I'm no good for you, I'm just making your life harder' bit, and I know with her that isn't true. She is my mother and loves me, my life is very much better with her as a part of it. But, when she's having a worse time with her depression, she feels bad for being a bit of a mess around us, and is also a bit ashamed that we see her that way, which is 100% understandable, but also does 100% NOT make me love her less.
So I'm now left kind of concerned and a bit unsure of what to do, because I'm just not quite sure what to do with X's outburst. If he doesn't want to see me anymore, or really feels he's better off if he spends more time focusing on his health instead of hanging out, this is very well and good. I want him to be happy, and getting his depression a bit more under control would definitely help that. He is, also, a very honest and straightforward person, so I do really feel that if he just wasn't 'into me' in a romantic way, he would have said that. However, I do get the feeling that this *might* stem out of him feeling crappy and worthless and undeserving of other people's care, and I'm not sure how to address it in a way that is sensitive to his feeling (like, I don't want to invalidate his opinion if he really does feel we should stop seeing each other) but also says look, I know you are stressed and anxious and feeling like crap, but I knew you were having a hard time with this before I ever got involved with you, and I want you to know that even when you feel your absolute worst, you are still deserving and needing of love and care and I am not at all afraid of being someone in your life you has those things for you, and being around you makes me super happy, and if being around me makes you happy then I think you should do it, even though I know you think you need to have yourself and your life 'in order' before you are seeing someone. Do any of us ever have ourselves or lives fully 'in order'?
So. That's a big giant long post of thought and angst, and I thoroughly apologize for how crazy it reads. It was a little bit stream of consciousness towards the end there.
Lauren
I have been seeing a guy for a little while who is struggling with depression, and has been since before we started seeing each other. Depression itself is not uncharted territory for me, as I grew up in a household where my mother has always struggled with severe depression and anxiety, with bouts of better and worse, as it goes. I myself live with a mostly pretty well managed eating disorder, so let me say I understand what it feels like to not like yourself, and that your own mind can be a pretty scary old place to live. That being said, I also know that everyone's mental illnesses manifest in different ways, and everyone deals with that differently.
I knew before I started seeing (let's call him X, just for fun) that he's been doing not the greatest lately, and thought long and hard about wither or not I felt that I could handle having this in my life, and I really do believe I can. Also, I'm wicked into X. I care very, very, very deeply about him, and his well-being is really what needs to be forefront right now, since I know he's going through a really crappy phase (new meds, and insomnia and worrying about school etc). He has also never been in a relationship before, and I have been in several, one long term, most shorter, though we're both students in our early 20s. Things had been going super well, and he's amazing for being upfront about what's been going on with his mental health, which is so great.
However, the other night, he showed up at my place kind of abruptly, frantic and anxious, and said he thinks we should stop seeing each other because he doesn't want to 'drag me down' (and variations of that) and then quickly left. I was pretty blindsided by this, so I just told him he needs to do whatever is best for him right now, because I know he's dealing with a lot and it can be really scary.
However, I'm not sure if I'm just taking this out of context, but this is something my mother used to do/does a fair bit when she is in one of the 'down' periods in her illness, the whole 'I'm no good for you, I'm just making your life harder' bit, and I know with her that isn't true. She is my mother and loves me, my life is very much better with her as a part of it. But, when she's having a worse time with her depression, she feels bad for being a bit of a mess around us, and is also a bit ashamed that we see her that way, which is 100% understandable, but also does 100% NOT make me love her less.
So I'm now left kind of concerned and a bit unsure of what to do, because I'm just not quite sure what to do with X's outburst. If he doesn't want to see me anymore, or really feels he's better off if he spends more time focusing on his health instead of hanging out, this is very well and good. I want him to be happy, and getting his depression a bit more under control would definitely help that. He is, also, a very honest and straightforward person, so I do really feel that if he just wasn't 'into me' in a romantic way, he would have said that. However, I do get the feeling that this *might* stem out of him feeling crappy and worthless and undeserving of other people's care, and I'm not sure how to address it in a way that is sensitive to his feeling (like, I don't want to invalidate his opinion if he really does feel we should stop seeing each other) but also says look, I know you are stressed and anxious and feeling like crap, but I knew you were having a hard time with this before I ever got involved with you, and I want you to know that even when you feel your absolute worst, you are still deserving and needing of love and care and I am not at all afraid of being someone in your life you has those things for you, and being around you makes me super happy, and if being around me makes you happy then I think you should do it, even though I know you think you need to have yourself and your life 'in order' before you are seeing someone. Do any of us ever have ourselves or lives fully 'in order'?
So. That's a big giant long post of thought and angst, and I thoroughly apologize for how crazy it reads. It was a little bit stream of consciousness towards the end there.
Lauren