This Saturday I felt like crap and I laid in bed all day, didn't get out of bed to shower until 5:00 PM. Didn't make dinner - our daughter had PB&J, we had nothing. I was just feeling really crappy.

My husband I think got upset about this. I think he thinks I'm just a lazy a&& and I fake it. Maybe he's right. I've had these illnesses for my entire life, but I've only been diagnosed for the past year & a half. So why am I complaining more now than I did back then, when it was hidden?

Anyway, Sunday morning he just was not himself. Didn't want to do anything. Didn't eat anything. Just generally crappy mood. He went to work at 2:00 and I said "I hope it's not too bad for you" and he replied "yeah, maybe I'll kill myself at work today." That scared the crap out of me. I know (think) he was joking, but it really scares me.

I tried to cheer him up by getting a bunch of smiley-face balloons and filling up his car with them, and I got him a nice card. He didn't seem to like it at all.

When he got home from work last night, he said that basically he doesn't want to go to any more sessions with my therapist (we had been going as a couple to the same one I see individually). He doesn't want to try and plan a vacation we've been hoping for - even though he is clearly burnt out at work. He just doesn't want to do anything. He's really upset.

What should I do? How do I cheer him up? Do I just back off and give him some space to relax?

Do you think maybe he's sick of being the "caretaker" and he just wants to be my husband? How do I stop doing the crap I do?

I took our daughter over to daycare today just so I could clean the house. I cleaned every little thing that we can possibly clean in the house. Took out the trash. Cleaned up the dog crap.

I'm making a nice steak dinner tonight, steaks are on sale 2.99/lb. Going to get a huge baked potato for him.

I texted "I Love You" to him while he's at work.

I just don't know what else I can do. I guess this is a taste of my own medicine - so many times, he would try everything to cheer me up and I would stay depressed. Now I know how frustrated he felt.