I create my own way I am unique I am a craze Ready to sweep nations Off their feet And into my gaze Where a hug Full of warmth with care Is waiting To comfort The inner workings Of their internal maze 💖✨
The advice was 'Support him, try to help him. He needs sleep when he’s tired (even if it’s all day).' 'Try to talk to him, he’s hurting inside. Help him, he needs you.'
I believed that, and I tried. I tried until I felt almost gone My words disappeared! A glass pane formed between myself and the world.
I didn't know I could go too far. Give too much support. No-one says that, who would have thought?
I didn’t know support can become a crutch. He could settle, no need to improve. Who would have thought?
Depression is real. It just doesn’t mean that you are first always, or that you don't need to try or talk to your spouse. That was just - taking advantage.
I do know that depression is real, I really feel for sufferers. That's why I stayed for so long. I just didn't realise... I was enabling it. That's not in the self-help books. Now, he's actively trying to get help...