I'm a Liar
My boyfriend lost his job a few months ago and is now severely depressed. He takes long naps during the day, he's moody and unresponsive, he doesn't want to be social or go on dates with me any more (even though I offer to pay), he spends hours each day playing video games, he's lost interest in s**, he'll go a few days without remembering to shower or eat, etc. I'm trying so hard to take care of him and be supportive, but it's becoming a real burden.
I keep telling him that I have faith that he'll find a good job soon, but that is becoming less and less true over time. Often when I say it, it feels like an outright lie.
The truth of the matter is that his depression is rubbing off on me, but I have to keep smiling because I don't want him to give up completely. But I'm almost 30, and I don't know how much longer I can wait for him to get his s*** together so we can get married and have a baby. I often find myself weighing the pros and cons between leaving him and committing suicide.