husband is on a downward spiral today. The glass is half empty and he's pouring it out on the ground as he complains that he doesn't have anything! Saturday and Sunday he was bouncing off the walls with energy. Today he's doing the litany of all the things that are wrong with his life. I just cannot engage him when he gets like this because, like the drowning person, he will just try to pull me under with him in his quagmire. Ugh. I try offering some advice, like just taking things one day at a time. Or (wow, advanced concept here) a medication tweak. But it falls on deaf ears and all he seems interested in is complaining and seeking out more reasons to be miserable. It's almost a self-fulfilling exercise. Sigh. Tomorrow is another day. The boys see the psychiatrist on Friday and I'm going in with my own list of husband-related questions.