CW: Su*cide: Is there ever a time to say "Enough is enough"?

My partner (44m), who has been suicidal on and off for the last 13 years, is back to being unable to cope (and has been off work most of 2020 because of his mental health - ironically(?) nothing to do with Covid-19. He is also autistic (only recently diagnosed), and the way he processes and thinks about his mental health and autism are very intertwined.

He told me recently that “if we owned a gun, he wouldn’t be here any more, but he is still a coward and can’t work out an easy way out.”

We’ve been together 15 years, and I feel like it’s only because he (finally?) found a partner he could trust and talk to, he started to be open about his mental health. His issues seem to stem from negative core-beliefs installed into him as a child by his narcissistic parent(s), and the fact that his whole sense of identity is built around those negative core-beliefs, so actually addressing them, changing them, and allowing himself to exist without them, would pretty much be wiping out his current identity and cause an apocalyptic identity crisis.

Over the last 13 years, we’ve been in touch with, and tried to work with GPs, CBT counsellors, self-help books, self-help You Tube videos, self-help audiobooks, various therapists, wellness teams, local crisis team, local mental health teams, his workplace, occupational health, Workplace Leeds, Leeds MIND, Leeds AIM (Autism support), and I’ve lost track of how many other sources of “help”. Yes, some of them have been helpful, to a point (his second private counsellor was the person who sent him to be diagnosed with autism, and his third made him seriously start thinking about his core-beliefs, etc), but none of them have actually gotten anywhere. They all seem to be designed to try and help him to continue masking as though he’s “normal” - the “fake it, till you make it” approach - which, autistic people are constantly doing in the first place - autistic masking is hard enough - but trying to do that AND manage mental health masking, is just impossible for him.

It’s been 13 years…

ALL the online “are you worried about someone” type advice seems to say “listen to them”, “ask them how they feel”, “remind them of times when he didn’t feel like this”, “make a support team” and “make a plan”, but none of this helps… I still listen to him - even though it’s the same thing every single day and not moving forward, he can’t tell me how he feels other than that he doesn’t deserve to exist, doesn’t want to be here, doesn’t want to exist and wants it all to end one way or another (one of the common traits of autism is alexithymia - ie. unable to define how they feel), he can’t remember a time when he didn’t feel like this, and he doesn’t feel comfortable asking any of his friends for help (they all have families and other personal responsibilities), and his family are a massive part of the problem, and the support team is part of the plan, and the rest of the plan includes other things that he doesn’t think he deserves, or includes other things he’s already tried! The ONLY thing that seems to remotely help is playing computer games (games are one of his special interests) - but it doesn’t stop the suicidal thoughts - it just gives him something else to focus on in the short-term, but then he feels guilty for spending time on himself, instead of actually achieving anything, instead of being at work, instead of doing housework, helping me (I’m also autistic and disabled with Chronic Fatigue), or doing anything “useful” - his dad always taught him computer games were a selfish waste of time. All his other hobbies have dropped by the wayside - he’s pretty much apathetic about anything and everything else - even our relationship (except for feeling guilty that he should be contributing more to “us” - despite me pointing out that, without him, there wouldn’t be an “us”, and that I’d rather be with him as he is, than without him).

Once you’ve been supporting someone through the same thing, day after day, year, after year, it’s REALLY hard to even try to suggest anything new, because it feels like it’s all been attempted, tried and/or abandoned or discounted (he won’t try anything he counts as “woo”).

This year, because he’s been off work for so long, he’s now not even getting sick pay from his company, and because I’ve been disabled for the last 3-years (currently applying for PIP, but no luck as yet!) he’s been our only source of financial support, so now he’s feeling guilty and catastrophising about us both being homeless and that will all be “his fault” too! (Obviously, me not having any income for 3 years, is “different” to him, though he can’t tell me why, other than the fact he has such impossibly high standards for himself!) He’s also now blaming himself for not being able to work (especially as, with working from home, he is literally sat next to his work computer while playing his computer games), and blaming himself for not “getting better”, and pointing out that “everyone else” on the planet can work and get better, and actually function (and no - even though I’m literally the one he’s saying that to - and I’m not able to “get better” or “go to work” and half the time I can’t “function” - he can’t see the irony/hypocrisy)! He’s looked into his life insurance (that we got when we bought our house) and worked out that it does cover suicide and he has also has life cover through work, and if he was gone, I would be financially stable for years(!), which isn’t particularly helpful in trying to convince him to stick around!

So - to the point of the post… For the last few years, I’ve honestly felt like the kind of person who is literally bullying someone to continue surviving, and I’ve been worrying that I’m just prolonging his pain! I’ve lost track of the last time he had a good day, where he had a good laugh and enjoyed himself - it must be over 8 years ago - and he’s regularly curled up in mental and emotional pain, in tears, and literally clinging to me for support, holding my clothing, hands, or whatever, so that I can’t move - I’m always there to comfort him, tell him he’s loved, wanted, and deserves to be here, but it doesn’t make any difference.

If my partner had a physical illness, like cancer, I feel like it would be like me literally dragging them, kicking and screaming, to chemotherapy and radiotherapy, with all the side-effects, and all of the horrible aspects of it, forcing them to live every day in pain, despite knowing that he has said time and time again, that he just wants to “let go”. I honestly don’t know if he’s even capable of changing - I don’t know if the core beliefs are just too ingrained and the fear of an apocalyptic identity crisis is just too terrifying for him to face - so that, combined with everything else, implies that he’s literally not capable of getting “better”.

I feel like I keep dragging him through every day, one day at a time, because I’m so selfish that I don’t want to let him go, just because I have this - potentially deluded - hope that he’ll one day get to a point where he wants to continue living himself…

Heck - I don’t even know if this forum is even still active - most of the posts seem to be months old - but I thought it was worth asking…

Does anyone else feel the same - feeing guilty that they’re dragging their loved ones from day to day, when they don’t want to exist anymore?

Does anyone have any suggestions/tips/thoughts about what more I can do to help him, or (even better) help him to help himself?

If you’ve got this far - thank you for reading - even if you don’t feel like there is something you can say…
I know that everyone on here has enough on their plates.

The forum as a whole is still quite active, although as you’ve observed this section is less so.

I think there’s a reason for that: Mental Health problems are usually very complex and I, for one, certainly don’t feel knowledgeable enough to offer advice.

I try and get my wife to do more, I’m rarely successful, but I plan to keep on chipping away. She has MS and is unable to weight-bear, she doesn’t have any diagnosed mental problems, but after 50 years together I know my wife better than any GP or Psychiatrist, and she definitely has some psychological (and cognitive) problems.

I know you’ve said that your partner has seen many different health professionals from different sectors, but I can’t see beyond that being where you need to turn for help now. You may have to go higher up the food-chain, and you may have to make more noise to get the help they need, but it’s all I can suggest.

Hello Tracey, welcome to the forum.

You are obviously a very loyal and loving partner, wanting the best for your partner’s health and wellbeing. I’m sure people can relate to your feelings and will offer support.

It’s important to look after yourself as well though, do have a look through our help and advice pages for tips:

Best wishes



I very much live “in the moment”. When he’s struggling, and needing attention and support, I’m with him, but when he’s doing OK, or even just not even in the room, I’m not as bad as most people would expect - I think some of that is my autism (I can be very “out of sight, out of mind”, but also - some of it is my own self-defence mechanism - I would spend years beside myself for being a bad partner, not being able to help, not being able to “make him better”, etc, whereas now I’ve come to accept that I can be there for him when he wants me to be there, but I can’t help him unless he gets into a state where he can help himself, so I am (I think) pretty good at looking after myself more than people expect.

It’s more that I worry that I keep dragging him on, forcing him to survive, for me, and that feels SO selfish.

I’m aware that, when I was younger, and suicidal, I honestly wouldn’t have minded if I’d managed to kill myself - because I wouldn’t have been around to see the repercussions. Now - I’m glad that I’m still here (though that took me a long time to find that happiness, even after deciding that I was going to stick around), but I can totally empathise with him not wanting to exist, and wanting that pain to end. For me, that pain went on for about 10 years, and the recovery took another 10.

For him, it’s been going on for 40 years, and every day I’m amazed, proud and celebrating that he’s still here with me, but I feel like I’m being so selfish in wanting to keep him here with me, and I’m worried that the actual recovery AFTER he gets past not wanting to exist (if he ever gets there), could last another 10+.

Obviously I never say anything like this to him - I’m ALWAYS very anti-suicide, pro-one-day-at-a-time, when discussing things with him, but I do worry that I’m prolonging his pain, just for my own benefit.

So this week was worse than average - back to the “If I wasn’t such a coward, I’d end it and you’d be rid of me!” type of discussions. Obviously I tell him I don’t want to be “rid of him”, but he just tells me that I “should” want rid of him! :cry:

When he’s like that - he just wants to cling to me like a limpet, whilst totally hiding under a blanket so I can’t see him or talk to him (I can’t hear him properly if I can’t see his mouth!) - which means I am unable to do anything to help other than “be there” - but he will then often just fall asleep - usually holding one of my arms / hands, meaning I am unable to do ANYTHING - I can’t do anything to help him as I can’t move (so no housework, cooking, or anything else to help him feel better when he DOES wake up), but I also can’t do anything for myself / self-care (eg. listen to my audiobooks, read, use my computer, watch TV, etc).

Unfortunately - my physical health, pain levels and disabilities have also been unusually problematic the last week (because I did a LOT of physical stuff the week before, got my second vaccine, and got bitten on the knee by some kind of bug - which has swollen up and even a fortnight later the bite itself has healed, but the puffiness is still there and I’m unable to kneel (which a surprisingly large amount of housework requires) and it’s adding to my pain levels), so I haven’t been able to help him as much even if he wasn’t limpet-like and it’s ended up that I’ve slept a lot of the last week while he’s slept, but although we obviously both needed the sleep, none of it makes a difference to his mental health.

He has actually been a bit better today - he managed to sit outside and read his book for an hour (fresh air and sunshine), but he’s still really low, and I have no way to help him tackle his negative core beliefs, which are causing all of the issues in the first place, and he’s due to finish his next course of counselling on Wednesday (this is the sixth (iirc) counsellor/therapist/professional he’s seen in the last 12 years) and although after each session, he says he’s found it helpful - the next day, he’s back to the same state!

He’s STILL on a waiting list for an autistic specialist counsellor, but there’s been no progress on that, despite being on the waiting list for over 12 months now and I still don’t even know if that’s the best route to go down.

I’m not sure that there’s any advice, as such, to be sought, so please don’t worry if you don’t have a reply - I think I just need somewhere safe to be able to unload a little bit - it might help to keep me going so I can help keep him going. <3

Hi Tracey

People all have their breaking points. It sounds to me as though you’ve got to yours. Where are the limits and boundaries drawn where a person is expected to give up their whole life to care for someone and attempt the impossible as it seems in this case.

Yes maybe you’re right to let him have his own beliefs , decisions and opinions on life. If he feels that way then that’s how he feels. Maybe he just needs acknowledgement more than anything.

You also need acknowledgement too in terms of how it is aff.ecting you. If he’s convinced nothing is going to change then you could even think that if you left it wouldn’t make a difference. If he thinks it would, then that also should show him what a positive effect you have and that he could feel much worse.

You also need to consider your own life in this situation too. When caring for someone for years in this situation it can get to the point that you feel that your life is ending too and a boundary has to be drawn somewhere.


Thank you
Maybe I need to work on boundaries and how to apply them without alienating him or making him feel abandoned.

It can’t always be about him!
You are in charge of your own happiness. Build on that for your own sake.