Never again will I be with someone with clinical depression

I love him but it’s SO hard. Day after day digging him out of his hole of intrusive thoughts and inability to function.

Talking him out of suicide. Having to monitor and be there 24/7 on the chance that he slips into one of his phases of deep sadness and self loathing.

When he’s good he’s incredible, and my good moments with him are what keep me going.

He’s worth it and he can never know how much his struggles weigh on me. No matter what happens I have to stand strong and emotionally support us both - and it’s hard. But I have to do it. Challenge aside he’s the best thing to come into my life. I just wish he would get some professional help.