I've suffered from depression since I was a pre-teen. In 2012 I got very sick, becoming suicidal. In 2013 I decided to try ElectroConvulsive Therapy. The "Depression" series of blog posts chronicles that process.

To start the Depression series at the beginning, click here: http://ittybittycrazy.squarespace.com/imported-data/2013/12/29/depression-1.html
#depression
#ECT

Why does he love me? Why does he care? Why does he put up with this partner who needs to be driven to endless hospital appointments and appeased with chocolate cake? Why does he rub my feet? Why does he text me during the day just to check in?

What can possibly possess him to put up with a wife who is this much work?

If the roles were reversed, would I be as diligent, as encouraging, as faithful?

Would the kindest thing be to let him go, to let him find someone who can look after him for a change?

I don't deserve this. Surely not.

Why does he do it?

Why?