In honor of Valentine’s Day, here’s a great post from Therese Borchard at Beyond Blue, which she got from the husband of Heather B. Armstrong, better known as “Dooce.”

Mr. Dooce eloquently describes how he wanted to “fix” his wife’s postpartum depression but had to understand he couldn’t. He also turned to therapy for himself and learned how to help her navigate treatment options.

The clincher is this paragraph:

One of the hardest things to write is that Heather’s illness means that sometimes she can’t be there for me in a way that I need her to be. I learned this early on, but I still have a hard time making room in our relationship for the largest side effect on me of her illness. It’s not maliciousness on her part. It’s not ignorance. It’s that the disease is all-consuming.

Still, Mr. Dooce is holding up. Despite his worst moments, he shows some of what love truly looks like.

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