I'm an asshole. (Sort of.)
As I had guessed, Mr G's demeanor had improved. He had some time off of work which really helped him catch up on sleep and he has been more or less back to his old self. I saw him on Sunday night for a good old fashioned booty call (hot) and last night we went to the Three of Clubs to see burlesque which I hadn't been able to do in awhile. We went home, had some "play time" and then proceeded to get into a very long and productive talk about our relationship, his depression, and both of our sexual issues. I told him how I had been so frustrated because I had absolutely no idea how to be of help to him, and he told me how he had felt frustrated because he thought that I felt rejected but really he was just dealing with a lot of things and needed some space. He felt very hurt by the fact that I didn't seem to be understanding and I told him I was hurt by seeing his self-destructive behavior. I know it felt good for him to get those things off of his chest and it felt good for me too. I further explained to him that NO I don't always NEED sex but usually I need some type of physical affection, whatever form that may be, and that yes, I could be more understanding of the few times he is not in the mood and that I reiterated to him that no, the whole evening wouldn't be a "let down" as he put it, if we didn't. But I also explained to him that from my perspective I don't see him as often as I am use to seeing someone I'm intimate with so I feel the need to "take advantage" haha of the time I do have with him. I also told him that I feel like a lot of times it's all about what HE wants to do, what HE'S in the mood for, and I am more flexible which he seemed to understand what I meant. We talked and talked and came to a much better undrstanding and although I know some of these things will be ongoing issues, at least we are now both better equipped to deal with them.