Another one here that had a stinker. Like a teen, it was like b.o. that wouldn't quit. Prior, even when he was working in repair, he would scrub up first thing upon arriving home, shave, get the hair clean, and cologne on. HATED being grubby. But I noticed while he was clinging that even when he was in a suit and tie for the insurance job, something smelled off. He'd said the same about me before he left - but again, I was nearing the end of my crisis, so it fits.
Depression and gut health are linked, Medusa, and I've noticed that when I get in my biggest funks even now I'm suing mouthwash constantly. Our thoughts and our bodies are definitely not independent of each other.