I've been diagnosed with depression before, about 10 years ago shortly after I lost my dad, I'd never really got on with him but after he died I realised that the problem wasn't him, it was my mum twisting things and manipulating people to take her side. I feel so awful for how I felt about my dad when he was alive and that led toe becoming depressed, I was self harming and seriously considering suicide I only went outside to go to work and as I world nights managed to close myself off after a few months on ads I didn't really feel any better and dp (now dh) basically told me he was sick of me moping and being moody all the time and told me to "suck it up" or he would leave me. I stopped the ads cold turkey that day and bottled everything up and buried all my feelings meaning that for the last 10 years the depression has still been there but just as a shadow following me that I rarely acknowledged. Now I don't know if I "feel" things properly, I can be happy and I adore my ds but it feels like most things are only on the surface I can go out for the day with dh and ds and really enjoy it but then on the way home I'm back to neutral again, I can smile when I need to but its only really on the surface, I'm aware deep down that I'm smiling because I should smile then, rather than because I'm happy iykwim
I don't have any friends because I just don't know how to make people like me and how to make people want to spend time with me I never have though I think that's down to me rather than any depression I desperately want friends I can talk to and visit for a coffee and a chat but don't know how. My only friend is my mil.
10 months ago we lost fil to cancer it was really sudden and everyone was devastated, ds didn't understand why everyone was upset so I did what I do best and buried my feelings to protect him from it, four weeks ago mil was offered a bungalow from the council and then three weeks ago my mum died, she had cancer but didnt tell me, we hadn't spoken in years except the odd text maybe x2 a year she never met ds and showed no interest in doing so but she was still my mum but it all happened at the same time as mil getting keys to her bungalow, cleaning decorating and moving in (she moved in today) I don't want massive displays of sympathies but with everyone rushing round to get mil ready I've been pushed aside, obviously ds has had to be kept away as he's not quite 2 and its been dangerous. Meaning I've been left alone with ds, whenever dh hasn't been at work he's been with mil as has the rest of the family so I've not had time even to think I haven't really cried I don't know how to feel about losing mum and because I've buried these feelings along with everything else everyone thinks I'm fine and dh never liked my mum and says she's not worth crying over. I can't even go to the funeral as its too far away and my brother will be there and I can't see him, he did awful things when I was a kid and no one knows about it so they all think I'm a heartless bitch.