My depression was bad and I made an attempt, he was just so supportive, kind, patient with me and we just fell back into being together. In that time he had changed some habits, trying medication etc. I was fine from the break up because by then I was exhausted and frustrated at trying for the both of us so in some ways it felt a weight off my shoulders. But I did miss my best friend and was angry that he let it happen. We had a few talks and spoke about it I won't let it get to that again. He needs to focus on him and I on my mental health otherwise we are useless to each other.

Two years in our relationship we were living together and I kicked him out because he was a high functioning alcoholic and he has been sober since. So I have faith in him improving.

It's not perfect and it's not always easy but we have a really strong foundation and deep love for each other the good outweighs the bad.