So, I'm a sufferer and carer and I've been with my fiance for 13 years or so (hard for me to remember, I've lost so many years). He's always been the one with problems, and I knew that he had severe depression and anxiety issues when I got in a relationship with him. He'd been my best friend for a year and we knew pretty much everything about each other.
Over the years he's steadily gotten worse. At first it was up and down, up and down, and I could deal with it, because I was still healthy mentally (or not, not really sure, I was stable - that works). Then he would have his midpoints and downs. Since he's sought treatment, he's gotten worse much more quickly. He started seeking treatment about a year before I had my breakdown and was diagnosed PTSD. He'd been diagnosed everything from BPD, DID, BPII, and now PTSD.
It's hard. He doesn't do anything around the house, he doesn't leave the house, he just plays video games all day. That's hard, but I can deal with that. But now he's so depressed, he can't even escape into his video games. He won't go to a hospital because he's been several times before and they've only ever made things worse. I just don't know how to help him. He wants to spend time with me but I have to work right now and can't just hang out. And I can't be his sole source of entertainment, either. I don't know what to do from here. I'm drowning in my own stress from having to work (it's temporary, it's temporary, it's temporary...) and I'm watching him wilt and wither away. What do I do? How do you guys deal with this stuff? How do I keep my brain from exploding from the frustration?
Over the years he's steadily gotten worse. At first it was up and down, up and down, and I could deal with it, because I was still healthy mentally (or not, not really sure, I was stable - that works). Then he would have his midpoints and downs. Since he's sought treatment, he's gotten worse much more quickly. He started seeking treatment about a year before I had my breakdown and was diagnosed PTSD. He'd been diagnosed everything from BPD, DID, BPII, and now PTSD.
It's hard. He doesn't do anything around the house, he doesn't leave the house, he just plays video games all day. That's hard, but I can deal with that. But now he's so depressed, he can't even escape into his video games. He won't go to a hospital because he's been several times before and they've only ever made things worse. I just don't know how to help him. He wants to spend time with me but I have to work right now and can't just hang out. And I can't be his sole source of entertainment, either. I don't know what to do from here. I'm drowning in my own stress from having to work (it's temporary, it's temporary, it's temporary...) and I'm watching him wilt and wither away. What do I do? How do you guys deal with this stuff? How do I keep my brain from exploding from the frustration?