Thank you both for taking the time to write. You are both correct. Late the next afternoon, I had the opprotunity to speak with this person again, and explain a little better why I had said no - I also honestly explained that it was a difficult decision for me, that I really had wanted it to work out, but it just wasn't possible. The person was more understanding and accepting than they had been initially and seemed to appreciate that I was sensitive about the matter.
Another event over the weekend has me thinking (too much). The depression has one see in negatives - so my girlfriend was saying something to me and in the moment I found it to be rude and pushy and I was getting aggitated...we were driving at the time in poor weather and I really wasn't feeling comfortable. After the fact (which did end up with my car in the ditch and needing a tow...no damage or injuries thankfully) in thinking about it, I realize that my girlfriend only said what she was saying because she was trying to help calm me in the situation. We haven't had a chance to discuss it...but I know her well enough to know that she wasn't really pushing me, and know myself well enough to know this was my negative self. I seem to have a bit of a knack for taking things out on my girlfriend before I can re-assess the situation.
There is a very small part of me that wonders if maybe I am too forgiving, for my own well-being, that maybe there is some justification in my initial negative feelings in some senario's...how do you come to trust yourself...your thoughts and feelings when you flip-flop so much? I have always been a thinker...and often an overthinker...I like to investigate all sides...but at what cost?
There are some real comparrisons between quitting smoking, and dealing with depression...in that quitting smoking is a puzzle, each person has different pieces and has to arrange them a specific way in order to quit successfully...this journey seems similiar in that respect....I guess I am looking for some puzzle pieces. In quitting you tear yourself down in order to build yourself stronger...and I hit the depression on the way to building the stronger version of me and so it feels I am back to tearing myself apart before I can build up. I feel quite sad about this as I write it. My girlfriend really doesn't deserve this and I am keen to get back to a positive place with her...we've had some fantastic moments - even admist the depression, but we have had a handful of events similar to the one above.
Sorry, I am just writing by way of trying to work myself through this. Suppose journaling would be better than airing my woes...but I find it helpful. It somehow makes it more real when someone other than me is reading it.