TLDR: Starting to be at my wits end with him. He won’t go get help.
He is acting like a sulky teenager at the moment. This weekend, a lot of things went wrong for him. The chain snapped on his motorbike, as such he had to be recovered and it needs an expensive part to be fix. The cord snapped on the mower, but was a simple repair. Then the convertible roof on my car failed, which meant another repair and waiting for more parts. Annoying, yes but not a big deal in the grand scheme of things.
For context, we’ve had the first decent spell of nice warm sunny weather. So what does he do on Saturday after the roof on my car failed? Goes to bed and lies there. Thinking he wasn’t feeling well, I left him to it initially and went back to gardening outside. After an hour or so, he still hadn’t come outside so I went to check on him. He was awake so I asked if he was ill or not as the curtains were shut. He replied “I’m staying in bed as I’m fed up of things breaking on me”.
At that point, I decided I wasn’t going to humour him and went back outdoors.
He did eventually surface after another hour, mowed the grass and then went back indoors.
The next day he went out on his sports bike (his cruiser and day to day bike is the one that broke) for a few hours. He came back and we went for ice cream afterwards. He said that he’s thought about crashing his bike at high speed and ending it. I asked if he had called to arrange counselling. He snapped back “yes, multiple times, nobody is doing anything”. I thought it sounded like a cop out as my GP was great and referred me straight away. I appreciate he is struggling but he also doesn’t want to do anything about it other than wallow.
I genuinely feel as though he is expecting me to cure him. I’ve been to CBT for my depression, he seems to think I have the means to help him. I’ve said numerous times I’m not equipped to do so and he needs to talk to a professional. I’m happy to support him but when he’s being childish and not willing to help himself then it makes me resentful.