My husband says he’s depressed. I feel like he’s blamed me for part of his depression. I don’t understand why tho. I do everything for him. I cook, I clean, I throw out the trash. He makes enough to support the both of us, but I still work because I feel guilty not working because I know he hates his job. I feel like I am respectful to him, and I know I treat him very well. When his depression hit he brought up a time when I got black out drunk a few years ago, and called him a few bad things. He told me the next day and I apologized and told him I didn’t remember but I don’t feel that way. He forgave me and we were fine until now when his depression kicked in he was so angry at me for what happened a few years ago. This is the only bad thing I’ve done, I don’t remember it and I don’t feel anything negative towards him. He moves out for a few weeks because he wanted space. Now he’s back, but he won’t kiss me, or look too long at me, and he ignores all the sexual passes I’ve made. It hurts and I don’t know what to do.