I haven’t asked him to choose.
The reason being for six months I couldn’t understand why the drastic change of personality. The other ailments I could put down to anything. The constant cold and sniffling. The blocked nose and nosebleeds. The stomach ache and aching bones. The tiredness. All I thought was he was stressed about the case and under the weather.
It is only because I have had six months of going over in my mind what went wrong. Mulling over everything. Had time to work out what he was doing, going out drinking and who with. Who he didn’t bother with. Who he’d turned against. The hobbies he used to love and the activities he pursued, that he didn’t want to do anymore. Had no passion for.
I only realised after Christmas what he’d been doing.
I talked with a trusted friend who has a wide range of associates and friends with differing problems. It was a lightbulb moment and I should have clicked before.
Now I feel that my moment was missed. In the beginning I could have asked him to choose if I’d realised. Now he hasn’t a problem, he can’t see it. Then again I didn’t see it.
That’s when I finally crumbled and went online to find answers and then help for myself. I feel I need to wait now for something bad to happen.