Hi
I posted a while ago about losing my camera in the house and wondering if the painter who was working there at the time had taken it - the thread is here.
The same thing has happened to me again but with a different object - my Mum died of cancer 9 and a half years ago, she was 63. After she died my Dad shared out most of her jewellery between my sister and I, amongst the items that I got was a ruby and diamond ring that he had given her for her 40th or 50th birthday, I can't remember which.
If we go away I normally bring it with me because I am scared that it might get taken if someone breaks into our house. We were about to leave to spend Easter weekend with my husband's family and I had it on my finger. My husband was trying to fix the leaking shower and asked me to help. I took the ring off and put it in my back pocket or at least was sure that I did . I then forgot about it for a bit and when I remembered it was no longer there . I honestly don't know if it fell out of my back pocket or if I took it out and put it somewhere else. I searched all the mud and rubbish which had been near the pipe I was helping H fit (I was outside the house and he was inside in the shower cubicle). He searched the drain in case it had rolled in there - I am sure I would have seen this happen but even so he told me he felt all the way to the bottom. I then looked around inside the house in a mad panic. Everyone was waiting to leave the house so this delayed us (we had already been delayed by the leaking shower). I told H that I was not going to go with everyone as I was going to stay behind to search for the ring - he told me not to be so stupid . In any case I then thought that it would be pointless to keep on searching and miss my dds' birthday celebrations, and that I could always come home early by train if I was desperate to search in peace and quiet.
H was kind in that he searched the drain, but he pretty quickly was saying "oh well" about the ring, so clearly he has no idea of what it means to me. He asked me to drive (his family live about 2 hours away), so I did, and cried the entire journey, he seemed not to notice and then fell asleep. We got to his Mum's house and I had to go upstairs several times to cry in the bathroom.
I am torturing myself about what might have happened to this ring and how I could have been so stupid. Thinking that it is going to lie somewhere undetected forever. It was almost as if I was sobbing for my Mum yesterday.
Dd1 always stays the night with her cousins at my SIL's house when we are here and this time ds went as well. At about 11.45 this morning I got a text from SIL asking if Dd2 specifically wanted to join them for the Easter Egg hunt they were going to have, she also asked if I could pick up another cousin of theirs and bring her over. So H and I drove the two girls over. I dropped them at the door and said that H and I were going on an errand and that we could be in touch when they wanted them picked up. At this point SIL, with a face like thunder, said, "fine, we'll babysit then" and walked away??? At no point had she asked me or H (her brother) over. I went back to the car and told H about it . I do not have the easiest relationship with SIL and IMO she is a difficult person. He said I should ignore what had happened but also that I grovel to people and they get fed up ??
After our errand, which did not take long, I rang SIL and asked her when she wanted the girls to be picked up? She coldly said that I had just dropped them off? I said yes but referred back to her babysitting comment - all she did then was tell me to ask the kids what they wanted to do and passed the phone to my ds - who was kind of nonplussed and said he would text me later....
So, the point of all that was that I was then upset by SIL's behaviour. This was then compounded by an argument with H. The errand we went on was going to see a property that he bought with another family member in his home town about 2 years ago. It is in the process of being extended but work has had to stop (about 6 months ago now if not more) as there is no money at the moment. I asked him if another of his properties (that he rents out) is for sale because I vaguely know that the plan is to sell this to pay for the work that needs to be done to the unfinished property, as well as various other things / debts. At this point, annoyed and rolling his eyes, he said "you KNOW that it is". I said no I don't (and it's true that things chop and change a lot with H and his business (as in the business he runs) is very much HIS business). I also then made a comment about how I would LIKE to know everything. To cut a long story short, at the same time as buying the property in his home town, H also bought a retail property in the town we live in. To buy both these properties, he sold a property that he used to rent out. At the time he did not tell me about the property he sold, or the retail property that he bought. For around 9 whole months he told me nothing about the retail property at all, and in that time he did a lot of work on it as he has made massive alterations to it (I have now been there quite a few times). When I first found out about the shop, or thought I had found out, he lied several times to my face about it. He only stopped lying when I knew for certain that he did in fact own this shop.
So that is kind of the setting for me saying (somewhat passive aggressively I know) "I would LIKE to know everything". I guess that since the shop episode (it caused a massive crisis between us but that was a year ago now and things got back on to some kind of even keel, but our relationship is not at all close) I have realised that he could be doing any number of things and I wouldn't know about it (though to be fair I honestly don't think so at the moment).
In any case, H responded to my comment by saying that I "do nothing" but want to "stick my nose in" . Cue me being upset and listing all the things I do which contribute to our life.
At this point I was thinking fuck it, I am just going to get on a train back home and carry on looking for my bloody ring. I was sobbing in the car trying to explain to H that our relationship is based on very little and that I really need some affection (this is a long standing issue) and kindness but he seems to speak a different language to me and accused me of "picking on him".
Got back to his Mum's house (all the dc still with SIL) and I rang my Aunt and spoke to her for a long time. Calmed down and then decided it would be silly to go rushing back home only to sit in the house feeling depressed, anxious and panicky about not finding my Mum's ring. H's version of being conciliatory was that he asked me to proof read a letter he was writing . A while later H went to get the dc, SIL then came over after that. I was unable to say anything to her or even look in her direction, as she can be scarily cold and judgemental, and I suppose that I am scared of her.
I don't know what I am trying to say - except that there seem to be more and more lost item and ensuing complete panic and anxiety episodes. I feel as if my mind is going round and round in obsessive ever decreasing circles and that my world is shrinking. During episodes like this I can really feel my mental health suffering.
I can't believe that H referred to me "sticking my nose in" - it feels humiliating.
I am 47 and only just properly going back to work (after a year of working intermittently as various other things were happening) after being a SAHM for a long time. I am glad about this (except that it is still a zero hours contract and for the moment I only have assured work until the end of July) but the pay is awful. I haven't got any kind of pension except the state one, and don't see how I will be able to save on the money I will be getting. I am also training to do other hopefully more lucrative work, but feel more or less optimistic about this depending on how down I am feeling at the time.
A 53 year old member of staff at the dcs' school has just died of a heart attack. The Irish family drowning in their car, the bomb in Brussels and the Muslim shopkeeper murdered in Glasgow apparently for wishing someone a Happy Easter on social media, are all really awful things and very depressing.
In down moments I feel that I am 47, sometimes feel unattractive, have few job prospects, am unloved by my H, don't get on with my SIL etc..
It feels as if things like my Mum's ring were/are holding me together, and the fact that I can't now find it is a tragedy .
I am not even sure what I am asking, I suppose I am wondering if anyone else has been through the kind of anxiety where they are worried about their mental health and they suddenly feel very fragile - because that is how I have been feeling / sometimes feel.
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spirallinganxiety · 28/03/2016 01:26
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