A couple of months, that’s all it has been. A couple of months of you being quite severely depressed. The depression has been going on far longer. For you, it’s been an on-off relationship for many years: over a decade. For me, I had one time many years ago. That knocked me out for a good 3 years. But both of us are keeping on surviving and keeping on smiling.
We’re both keeping on smiling
Our relationship is stronger now. I’ve got angry, I’ve defended you and I’ve got frustrated on your behalf. We’ve learnt more about each other’s experiences and your trust of me has increased; you share your damage more.
Whilst we’ve grown stronger, I think my cover has cracked a little. My smile isn’t as strong as it was. I know what my sticking plasters are; what helps heal the cracks. Happy and loving you, our wonderful little one and we all love each other. I’m keeping on smiling, inside and out. Just.
I’m just bearing in mind that I’ll need to make sure the cracks don’t get too big. Hopefully, you are smiling more inside than you were and we can smile together.