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I realized this weekend that when I am depressed--I am way to serious as well. Assign way to much significance to my mistakes. And my H's mistakes! So when I am depressed, I beat up on him for the slightest mistake. But he says it's no big deal. I am not that bad. He probably feels this way because when I feel guilty about the way I have treated him, I sometimes overcompensate by treating well in all sorts of ways. He teases that he won't stand in my way if I want to do any sexual favors or cook for him--he's just trying to help ease my guilt after all! Maybe this just describes a mood disorder. That is my diagnosis after all.