Don’t really know why I’m posting to be honest. Im just finding life really tough at the moment, in particular today.
I lost my DF in October, he had a long term condition and had been in hospital for a few weeks leading to his passing, I was his NOK (I do have a younger brother) and so the one doing all of the hospital communication and all of the admin work and funeral arrangements. Not something I expected to do in my early 30s. He was a good dad but a difficult man to spend time with and I feel so guilty that I didn’t spend enough quality time with him. I didn’t do enough to help him.
A week or 2 after my DF passed my DH (who is great) had an episode what I would call a mental breakdown. He had suicidal thoughts, commenced medication straight away, and then was really poorly with these and our relationship has really suffered.
He is doing better since starting councilling and although a lot of his mental health is to do with his horrible childhood, I am a big cause of his mental breakdown. A few years ago when I was studying I did not prioritise our relationship and he felt very unloved and unwanted (emotionally and sexually) and whilst we sorted this a few years ago, I am not the most sexual or emotionally attentive of people and he struggles with this. Logically I and he know this is related to his childhood of being neglected etc but I definitely feel I am to blame for his breakdown and current state of mental health.
I just feel so so low, I’m fine when I’m fine, but every so often I get this wave of just numbness and sometimes sadness. I have an episode of this at least once a day.
NYE was awful, we spent it a friends house and me and DH ended up having an awful arguement where he was just nitpicking and making digs at me all night and I just snapped and lost my shit at him. We then spoke and sorted things, I felt he really listened to me and understood how I felt but I still feel like I’m the “bad guy”.
Today my house is an absolute shittip (I’m usually quite houseproud) and I need to sort it and out the Xmas decs away and I’m still in my pjs. I’m just so so tired.
At midday I got a burst of energy; put some music on and cleaned my teeth and washed my face, starting to get dressed to sort the house out and then got a text from DH (he is at work) asking me if I am as committed to sorting our relationship out as he is as he feels he is the one doing all the work for it.
And that just sent me all back down into my slump, I’m now still in my pjs lying on ny bed with zero motivation to get up and sort the house out.
Like I said I don’t know why I’m posting. I just needed to write it all down. Somehow it might give me the motivation to get up!!!!