Good morning everyone. New here and wanted to say
Hi and introduce myself.<br><br>I'm Beverly, 42, and
I've been in love the past 3 years with the man of my
dreams, Richard, 50. The sweetest man in the world and
everything I always wanted. Except he has depression. Our
relationship has been literally filled with ups and downs,
mostly on his part. One moment I can't beat him off of
me, we have great times and really enjoy each other's
company. The next it's as if I have the plague and I can
hardly get him to talk. Off and on for three years we
talked about getting married and having a life together.
Then out of the blue the first of July he told me had
no intention of ever marrying me but wanted to
continue to see me. My birthday came around in October and
he loved me again. Thanksgiving I had the plague.
Christmas he bought me a very expensive gold chain that I
wear all the time to feel close to him, and now I have
the plague again. I adore him and love him with all
my heart. I've read tons on depression and I know
most of the problems we have are due to that. But then
sometimes I wonder if it's me. We fit so well together and
have such a great relationship, but sometimes when I
feel down and need someone he's the last person I feel
I can go to because I don't want to unload anything
on him. Is this the thing to do, or am I protecting
him too much? Is there any hope for our future? I
can't imagine my life without him, but I'm having a
hard time believing it will ever be better.