....from the doc, as my situation can be resolved, without pills.
Just been to the doc's, and i've had a viral infection all week. I'm mildly asthmatic, and the doc gave me 2 inhalers, and some antibiotics. I then proceeded to break down and cry in front of the doc
, and told her about our move to Australia, and how unhappy I have been, and that I miss everyone, and that my dh has been a complete arse about everything. I refused the anti depressants, as feel they are not the answer.
When the opportunity came up to move to Oz, it was discussed prior, and we agreed, that it wasn't for us, as we had been on holiday, and it didn't wow us. So, that was left on the back burner.
Que back 4months later, and the guy here in Oz (same company as UK) contacts dh again, and says he has a job for him. Dh jumps at the chance, and then pressures me into saying yes (I was 6 months pg at the time, and ill). He was impossible to live with, and feel he bullied me into this :(
I have had to give up everything in my life for this move, and it has made me very unhappy. I have given up my job (although they haven't dealt with my resignation yet), my family, and friends. Just so dh can work here in Oz. I ahve previously given up a lot in this relationship, and he has taken, and now I think I'm paying the price.
Since we've been here my dh has treated me badly (he hasn't hit me), just hasn't given me any emotional support, and has been constantly on my case about things, such as you need to do this, and this. I'm a grown woman of 36, and don't need telling what needs doing. I did very well on my own before, and don't need his dictatorship. Things like going for a night out. I might not fancy going, as one of the evenings I was dropping my dbro at the airport, and didn't want to leave my car in the city, and get a taxi back. The timing was poor, so he kept going on and on about it. Constantly asking why the housekeeping money isn't enough. He pressured me into buying a car I didn't want.
This is the most unhappy I have been in my life, and I just don't know what to do?!
Was I right to refuse the antidepressants?
Sorry for the long post, and any (sp) mistakes as I'm crying writing this :(