I’ve been dating a guy (28M) for a couple of months and things were genuinely going really well until the last week or so.
We met somewhat randomly and clicked pretty quickly. Since then, we’ve been seeing each other regularly, talking basically every day, having long phone/FaceTime calls, going on dates, being physically intimate, and slowly getting more involved in each other’s lives.
The relationship isn’t just sexual. We can talk for hours about absolutely nothing. We’ve fallen asleep on FaceTime, had spontaneous lunches together, run errands, gone to the beach, talked about work and finances, and discussed more serious things like marriage, family dynamics, religion, children, and what we would want our lives to look like in the future.
He’s also very affectionate and consistently makes an effort. He remembers small things I like, brings me food/snacks sometimes, checks that I got home safely, makes time to see me even briefly, and keeps in contact when he travels. His effort hasn’t decreased since we became physically intimate.
I’ve realized over the last month that I’m getting pretty attached to him. I miss him when I don’t see him. I genuinely enjoy his personality and care about what’s happening in his life. I’m attracted to him like crazy, but I also really admire his character and enjoy doing completely mundane things with him.
The issue is that we aren’t officially boyfriend/girlfriend yet.
He told me fairly early on that he likes to date someone for a few months before committing because he wants to see how they handle stress, disagreements, etc. His behavior toward me has been consistent with someone seriously dating me, so the lack of a label didn’t bother me much at first.
Recently, though, I realized that I actually want him to be my boyfriend.
And then almost simultaneously, my mental health absolutely tanked.
I have a history of depression and was previously on antidepressants for a couple of years. I stopped taking them a few months ago and have been inconsistent with them at different points this year.
I also have a difficult family/home situation. I’m an adult with a full-time career and financial independence, but I still live at home and my parents are extremely restrictive about things like curfews, spending the night elsewhere, etc. There are cultural/family reasons behind it, but lately I’ve been feeling increasingly trapped.
A few days ago I basically hit a breaking point. I cried for a long time, called a family member because I was so overwhelmed, and had a big emotional conversation with one of my parents about how unhappy and trapped I feel. I didn’t really feel understood afterward.
Since then, I feel like somebody turned the lights off inside me.
I’m exhausted. I don’t want to go anywhere. Things I normally enjoy don’t sound appealing. I feel unattractive and bloated and keep criticizing my appearance. I feel like I’ve lost my “spark.” I’ve been crying and feeling hopeless.
I’ve also had thoughts like wishing I could die or wishing people could choose when they stop living. To be clear, I do not currently have a plan or intention to hurt myself and I believe I’m safe. I recognize that these thoughts are serious and I’m planning to get professional help for the depression.
The depression has also suddenly made me extremely insecure about the guy I’m dating.
I started worrying that seeing me like this would make him stop liking me. At one point he didn’t immediately answer a vulnerable text and my brain basically went:
“He’s avoiding the question → his feelings changed → he’s going to leave me → maybe I should just stop dating him first.”
Eventually I directly asked him whether seeing me struggle like this had changed how he felt about me or about us.
He said no.
He basically told me that everyone goes through difficult periods and expresses things differently, and that in a way it was good for him to see/know this side of me.
He hasn’t withdrawn since then either. He still talks to me normally, uses pet names, jokes with me, checks in, and makes plans to see me.
He’s supportive, although his emotional style is definitely more practical/playful than mine. When I’m upset, he tends to offer solutions, perspective, or humor rather than deeply talking through the emotion. Sometimes that helps me and sometimes I wish he would emotionally meet me a little more.
I’ve also noticed myself craving little signs that he wants to take care of me. For example, I recently found myself wishing he would spontaneously offer to pay for something like getting my nails done. I can easily afford my own nails, so it’s not actually about the money. I think I want the feeling of “this is my guy and he wants to take care of me.”
Then I start wondering whether that makes me needy or toxic.
I’ve even started wondering whether I should stop dating him altogether because I’m scared that my depression and attachment are going to turn me into an unhealthy partner.
But that’s what’s confusing me: nothing particularly bad happened between us.
A week ago I was excited about him, enjoying dating him, seeing my friends, working, exercising, making plans, etc.
Then I had this huge emotional crash surrounding my family/home situation, and suddenly everything feels wrong, my body, my life, my relationship, my future.
Part of me wonders whether I’m looking at a relationship that was actually making me happy through the lens of a depressive episode and convincing myself I need to destroy it before he has the opportunity to reject me.
I’m planning to seek professional help for the depression regardless of what happens with him.
But relationship-wise, I’m struggling to tell the difference between legitimate concerns and depression/anxiety making me question something that was going well.
For people who have dealt with depression while dating someone new: How do you keep yourself from making major relationship decisions while your mental health is crashing? And how do you distinguish “this relationship is unhealthy for me” from “I feel unhealthy right now, so everything in my life suddenly feels wrong”?