Tonight I told my wife I couldn’t do it anymore. We’ve been married just under two years, me 27 her 25 no kids just a house. I’ve had doubts for about a year now as to if I want this. I went through depression after my father died which kicked it off and then got on medicine and proceeded to feel like a zombie for awhile. Now finally off the medicine feeling mostly like myself, one problem hasn’t changed and that’s being married living the typical “dream” lifestyle of work come home sit on the couch and do it all over again. I feel worse for her because through it all she has stuck beside me. I have lost feelings and can’t keep lying to myself or her about this. Tough road ahead I assume but we’ll be better off in the long run.