By "all this" I really mean the depression/whatever-it-is-I-have and why that makes it so difficult for me to function even though I don't "look" sick. He just thinks it's stress from work and I need to relax...but how do I get him to realize that it's much worse than that, and I've been this way since I was 10 years old and the stress from work only made it WORSE and more visible...but it isn't going to just go away on April 16th and everything will be better.

I tried doing the freezer dinners once upon a time - they're great for a while but you have to have a ton of time on the weekends to get them ready...and after a few weeks in the freezer, they start to taste kinda blah. Might as well eat lean cuisine for less work. But yeah, it's a good idea for those who haven't tried it.

The thing is, I wish I could just ask him to do something, and it would be done, without a zillion questions. This morning, for example. I was running late for work. He was nice enough to ask if he could help me with anything - which was great, and I did appreciate that. I asked him to make me a bagel. Well, the last bagel had a little mold on it. So I said okay make me some toast. He had to ask me how dark I wanted it, if I wanted white or wheat, and if I wanted the spray butter or the tub butter or real butter. I just wanted toast! I was already 10 minutes late for work!! It just gets to me when he has to ask so many questions. Even if I wanted wheat toast with spray butter and he got me white toast with real butter...I would not have complained, I would have been happy that he just did something for me without a lot of work on my part. Maybe it's just me...I know I get upset over stupid silly things lately.