There have been times in our life, (jeanie and I) when things seem to go wrong. When stuff comes at us from many directions, and there really isn't any clear way forward. I wouldn't go so far as to say depression, but there isn't a good word to describe what happens. short temper or sadness, or trying to step away (which doesn't work for us).
It took a long time, but we've been able to find a way through almost every bad thing that happens (happened). What we do, unconsciously is to lay out the problems ... each in our own way. A lot of what happened was a long time ago, when we came face to face with giving up my plans for a new business, my illness, her stroke, and later on facing a year of her depression... (the hardest time).
Now, though it's not often necessary, we sit... her in her recliner, me on the sofa... and just ramble. Early on, it was money, deciding where to live, the things we just HATE about each other and who knows... whatever was ruining our lives. Sometimes, talking to exhaustion, but every single time, it worked.
When the problem was money, we went to the table, with pencil and paper and looked at the best scenario and the worst. No secrets... no false front... just what and how... and whatever needed to be done.
Move from Florida? Never! What? It took about a week of soul searching to figure that one out.
Life or death? Yeah... we did that one too. Doctors, medicines, and symptoms?... Name it, we had it... Doctor's visit two weeks ago... healthier than ever. Fewer pills, aches and pains gone... Alzheimer's? the doctor said "so what?" .
I could go on, but I think it has been a matter of sharing, openly, and figuring things out together. I mentioned in another thread, a two minute morning hug. We started that about a year ago... It has made a difference.
We're all different, but that's the way we're aging. It started with the sit downs. Whether it will be another day, or ten more years, it's where we are today.
Wish you the best!