Interesting - I had a dream about a water rescue last night - it wasn't my depressed boyfriend, but a different friend who I haven't seen for over a year. We were both in the water around a boat, trying to find a way back up, and she was clinging to my neck and was pulling me down. I have been really struggling about what to do about my boyfriend - who I love without reserve but who is severely depressed - and your analogy made sense of my dream for me. I'm going to have to think about that one.

I'm sorry for both of you - Helm and Frances. I am facing the same issues - my family barely respects me anymore and I don't see friends often, mostly because I'm sick of hearing myself talk about it and afraid that they are going to ask how he is doing or if he has a job yet. But, I have decided that I'm going to stay in the relationship because he is now getting help and is on medication.

Good luck to both of you