Both my boyfriend and I struggle with depression, except his is a bit more serious because it's clinical and mine just isnt that bad, it's still miserable as fuck, but not bad.

He has so many health issues on top of his many mental health problems. He gets prescribed Hydrocodone for his pain, but doesn't get a full month cause his insurance doesnt cover it. Yesterday afternoon he finally got his refill and he's feeling a lot better, like he can actually do things and not be in terrible pain.

Since last night I've fallen into a depression. I miss my family, my best friend, my dog, and I miss having a back yard (I dont like hanging outside or going on walks cause this neighborhood isn't exactly safe). I'm also going on my third week of no work, so that's been really tough on me, mentally speaking. I feel very lonely and I feel bad for feeling that way because I live with my boyfriend and I talk to my mom on the phone at least a half hour every day. I fight really hard to not fall to deep or give up because I know as bad as I feel, my boyfriend needs me too be strong for him.

I gave up though. I wouldn't get out of bed thing morning and he just let me be for a while. After a few hours I woke up again and I tried getting myself up, but it was just too hard so again, I gave up and fell back asleep. After another few hours I woke up and just stared at the wall.

My boyfriend walks in and says "okay time to get up". I laid motionless so he took the covers off me, sat me up, picked me up, and just hugged me for a minute. He helped me get dressed and we went out into the living room. There I found he made me lunch and almost started crying lol

We have our problems, our relationship probably isn't very healthy, but we're there for each other when we need it the most and I wouldn't trade him for the world