By this I mean that a long period of let’s say medium level stress can cause you to just lose what spark of life you had in you?!
The last 5 years have been really difficult, illness, hospital admissions, collapse of our company and staring from scratch again. Moving to a smaller house that we dislike etc. Just so many things all piled up on top of each other. While it was happening I coped, I wouldn’t say I was happy but I just got on with things. While all this was happening DH had a vasectomy which goes against our personal beliefs (and no I don’t wish to discuss that here as I have been ripped apart on here before about it!).
Anyway things the last year or so have improved an unbelievable amount. We are in a better position now than we were before, most of the stresses and dairy worries we had are either gone or at the very least incredibly reduced.
But I still wake up feeling just deflated, I have no dreams for the future anymore I don’t particularly want to go in holidays, days out or anything of that sort. Dh keep buying me things that are “fun” or offering to take me places which is great but tbh I just don’t think I will ever he the same person again. I feel like the last few years has literally killed a part of me off! I feel old and just as though I should probably just out on some comfortable slippers and just let the years pass around me.
I don’t feel depressed, I don’t feel like I am struggling day to day I just think the old me has been killed of never to return.
We talked recently about having the vasectomy reversed now that we can afford both to pay for that and support another child. I am thrilled to think of if I really am but part of me is just thinking of all the things that could go wrong. I am 36, what if things get bad again, what if dh dies for some reason. The old me would have just said go for it it will work out!
So I guess my round about aibu is aibu to think that you can literally kill your spirit forever with stress?