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Friday, June 03, 2005


This week has been a treat. I had all of Monday to spend with Tim, and then we went to a preview of Tom Stoppard's The Real Thing on Tuesday night. He's in tech for Coriolanus right now, busy as hell, so it was really nice to get some time together. And since the beginning of the week, and getting to spend so much time together, we've been more thoughtful and loving towards each other. Which leads to me to have to admit: it's been hard lately.

I think I assume there's a handbook on how to be married out there that I haven't consulted. When at first, it seemed too easy, I wondered what I was missing. Then it got hard, and I wondered how you dealt. I don't mean how do you deal without breaking up, but how do you get through to the other side intact?

I've not had much long-term relationship experience. While I believe that we can get through anything together, it's not until now that there's really been anything to get through. I hate the way my depression affects both of us. And his stress.

The nice thing, though, is that we've always talked through everything. When sometimes even the talking doesn't help (when I'm super depressed), it's still good to be able to talk about it.


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