Loving Someone Mentally Ill

Hey everyone. Sorry I haven't posted in a while. Things have been kind of crazy on my end with my getting married and all. Even though I've never been as happy as I have been since marrying my wonderful husband, in the month we've been married I've been thoroughly depressed at least once a week if not more. When this happens he says he feels guilty, like he should be doing more for me. In return I tell him that I've been dealing with this stuff for a long time and that it's not his job to fix me. A couple days after a particularly bad depressive episode, a friend came to me asking for advice in a similar situation. I told my friend what I told my husband. You can't fix mental illness, no matter how much you love someone. You can be there for them. You can support them. You can love them. All of those things are very helpful. But no matter how much you love someone, you can't fix their brain. You can't fix somebody even if you love them more than anything in the whole world. That probably seems very disheartening to those who love someone who is mentally ill. Every time I snap out of my irrationality and general depressed mindset, I tell my husband how much I appreciate him just being there for me. This seems to help him cope with my lack of coping. If you are in a place where you love someone with mental illness and they seem unreachable, don't give up. Don't be discouraged because you can't help them more. You're probably helping them more than you know.