I had crippling anxiety all my life. My dad(my voice of reason) passed away, it hit me hard, my anxiety escalated significantly. I ended up on antidepressants and my anxiety just went. I was suddenly able to function and enjoy life again. I was able to be a proper mum to my children. It felt like a breath of air had been injected into me. I felt great. Felt like I could take in the world.
I was in a ling term relationship, we had kids together. We’d had our problems-he wasn’t squeaky clean and had messed up a few times but I loved him and wanted to keep our family together, so I stayed. I was resentful towards him sometimes but we were doing ok.
We got engaged and had the wedding booked.
Earlier this year, after being a stay at home mum for the best part of a decade, I got a job. I was respected, listened to, talked TO rather than AT. I had an identity. I wasn’t just so and so’s mum anymore.
The people I work with are a great bunch of people. We’d sometimes go out after work and laugh so hard my face hurt. I hadn’t laughed like that in so long.
Because I was anxiety-free, I finally felt able to do the things I’d always wanted to do. Things that had scared me. I went to the dentist for the first time in 20 years! I got a couple of piercings, got a small tattoo, then ended up with more. It was so liberating.
My relationship was suffering. I hated being at home because my partner was so resentful of ‘the new me’ He wanted the old, submissive me back. The woman who hated leaving the house.
I ended up getting talking to a man. We kissed and I immediately told my partner. We were over...
I moved out, we share the children and we still get on really well and spend time together with the kids. We still love each other and miss each other terribly.
I’ve never smoked or drank in my entire life, but I do now. I’m 37.
What happened to me? Am I cracking up? I feel like I’ve lost everything yet gained a lot too.
Someone please explain this to me. There’s no one I feel comfortable talking to about this in RL