Don't want to drip feed but feel like there's so much I want to say that I'm not sure I'll get it all out in one go. In short I feel like my life's been slowly slipping away, since I was about 10 tbh, between being badly bullied, having depression since (at least) I was 13, having an abusive marriage, a ds (who is 13 now) when I was young, and post natal depression I never seem to have got myself 'going' since. I managed to get a degree but think that was more to get out of a job I hated and have something to fit around dd rather than planning for the future. I got a 2:1 but haven't had a job since I started it, went into another 2 year course straight after and that finished 2 years ago.
My life in a nutshell - I'm overweight and this makes me feel rubbish, I eat junk just to get me through the day, I haven't got the energy to think of healthy meals or make them. The house is usually just about clean enough to live in but only just, which brings my mood down. We're both self employed trying to run our own business but earning very little more than we would be on JSA and have £10 a month left after rent/bills/food which grinds me down and stops us going out to build some sort of social network - we moved away from family 18 months ago and literally don't have one friend here.
I want to be earning just a tiny bit more a month to make us a little more comfortable - just £100-£150 would make such a gigantic difference. I've been looking for jobs but every time I come to do an application form I feel so numb, like it's some huge mountain to climb and I can't bring myself to make it through one, let alone the 100's I know you have to fill in to get a job these days. I feel the same about our business too, it's something I fell into to help DP out, it's his passion not mine but I don't feel I can abandon it because there's work to do on it and we can't afford to lose the pittance it does bring in. Every month I get hopeful we'll do a little better but every month we limp on doing virtually sod all. I do probably a quarter of the work I used to when I had a f/t job years ago but it takes the same effort, most of the day I'm feeling dazed and numb trying to pull myself together to do something worthwhile but feel like I'm walking through a fog. I'm so tired all the time too.
DP has his own issues too, has been depressed for many years and has anti-depressants to keep it under control but half the time is busy enough keeping himself going, if anyone wonders why he's not 'looking after' me.
Am absolutely sure I've got anxiety and depression in some form or another but never been diagnosed or had any treatment. Paid for 8 sessions of counselling for myself a few years back - it made me cry a lot but didn't seem to do anything long term. Tried to get help when I was 14 and was sent to a therapist for quite a few sessions but I don't feel that it helped, I just rambled for ages and he only nodded and in the end I got fed up of talking and not feeling like I was listened to so I just bottled it all up. Then I tried to get help for post natal depression, because I was spending each day literally not doing more than the absolute minimum, such as cleaning a bottle for ds when he was crying for it. The gp I saw told me fairly bluntly it was just that I wasn't coping because I'd left my (abusive) husband and said I should consider marriage counselling/trying to make another go of it. Maybe it will be 3rd time lucky if I see a gp again but I'm not very confident now, feel like I'll just be made to feel silly and sent away, and if not then what? Do I want pills, and if not what else is there?
I used to be so intelligent when I was little, not being arrogant - I don't care if everyone else was more intelligent, but I felt clever, I did well at school because I was interested, I was interested in the world, I knew things and had opinions and feelings. Now I feel so empty, I can't even remember what it's like to want to read a book or to feel passionate about something. My only 'hobby' now is to watch the telly, to numb my mind.
I'm getting married in a year, paid for by our parents (they're religious but semi relaxed about it but looking forward to us not 'living in sin' I think, though they haven't said that directly), and I do love DP but I'm not sure how much, not because of him, but because I'm not sure how much of me there is left and how much is just functioning (or not) on autopilot.
Where do I start to unpick all this mess and make something of my/our life? I'm 2 months away from 34 and feel like I've virtually wasted my life.