“We had magic, it was immediate bliss. Being with him was a perfect world. We would connect on such a deep level, and he made me feel beautiful. It felt loving and honest. We could talk for hours about anything.
But after he’d go home, things would change. He’d call the next day, and be moody and distant. How could he not have felt what I felt?”
This is from a conversation I had recently with a friend about a guy she was dating, someone she thought was the man of her dreams. They fell hard for each other, and he professed true love, but she couldn’t understand his mixed signals.
After a few weeks of this emotional rollercoaster, she confronted him, and he finally admitted the problem: he had severe depression issues.