Hi everyone, This may be quite a jumbled post. I have been a roller
coaster of emotions for the last four days and I just need help. My
boyfriend of over a year went to the GP on the weekend for help with his
depression *trigger*... years ago he trie...
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Hi everyone, This may be quite a jumbled post. I have been a roller
coaster of emotions for the last four days and I just need help. My
boyfriend of over a year went to the GP on the weekend for help with his
depression *trigger*... years ago he tried taking his life and he used
to self-harm. I knew he’d never received professional help but I thought
he had been managing alright. He wouldn’t tell me why he was going for
the appointment, and I only discovered the day after when I’d left his
house that he’d been given a prescription for antidepressants and has
been booked in for psychological help. That night, once I left his (we
still live with our parents), I broke down in tears. I haven’t had a
break down like that in months. Please don’t get me wrong, I am so, so
glad that he’s realised he needs help and is taking action. But it broke
me. I guess I value communication - he’s always so on to me to
communicate, yet couldn’t or wouldn’t tell me how bad he is mentally
again. He freely discusses it in Facebook groups with our friends (how
I’ve found out all this) but struggles with me. I can understand he may
be embarrassed, I feel he doesn’t want me to worry, but the silly boy
doesn’t know it makes me physically sick when I am this worried about
him. He always wants to be the strong one for me, and never lets me help
him. Onto me now.. two years ago my mum forced me into the GP to discuss
my mental ‘issues’ that were causing me to ‘be lazy with schoolwork and
have no motivation’. The doctor said after assessment I had moderate
depression and referred me to a psychologist. Unfortunately she made
things worse between me and my mum (who believed it was my fault I
wasn’t listening to the psych and wasn’t better after a month) so I
never went back. I just feel like I need some advice. Im much worse than
I used to be. I ditch all of my worries about family, study, work and
the future on him. I feel guilty and selfish for that. And I feel like I
blame myself for him seeking professional help. He insists I don’t
affect him in that way but I’d have to. And with him starting
antidepressants, I am irrationally scared it’ll change him or make his
depression worse. I don’t know why, but I can’t convince myself it’s
okay. He wants me to get help as ‘I’m much worse than him’ (I have a lot
of issues atm) but I’m scared. I’m 18 now, my parents can’t know. I
don’t know if trying professional help again will be a better
experience. But I need to help myself, to help him xx