I'm sure within the next 72 hrs I'll be back to where I've been so many times before. But it's only temporary, and I know that. And that is becoming more obvious each time. One witty, unneeded comment is all it will take. Or maybe it will be a complaint. I suppose it doesn't matter what it is or what it takes, but I know it will happen.

Q: 'What will it take for you to feel better?'
A: 'Nothing until you get better.'

My boyfriend is depressed. Being the one who primarily bears the brunt of it is as bad as being the depressed person - you experience the same feelings. Except that no one really cares, or notices. How do I know? I used to be the depressed person, for approximately 2 years. It took my friend's death for me to snap out of it (as backwards as that sounds).

So I guess maybe I've just become numb, I don't really know. I just know that I'm surprisingly at peace with our situation. I knew going into the relationship that he had problems (and when we met, I did too). Maybe it's just what I need to keep going.