That's it basically. If it wasn't for ds I would stay in bed all day- never get up. I have nothing positive to look forward to. Ds is being a handful and I feel like it's my fault, while simultaneously resenting him. He has his good moments, but I can't enjoy them. I just want each day to end so I can watch telly and go to bed. Dh is a great help, but is having a hard time getting work done, because he is spending time with ds, so I can "rest".
Money wise our situation is very unstable and we might have to move countries at the end of the year. All this uncertainty is driving me nuts. I have resorted to cutting my own hair to save money. It's now very short, which would be fine otherwise, but I've also developed acne rosacea, which the current antibiotics I'm on are not shifting. I look about as shit as I feel. Wish I had some sleeping pills.
Dh is taking ds on a trip on his own to see friends in Devon. I've never been apart from ds in all the 4 years of his life. I worry that dh is not going to be able to handle him and ds is going to return with all sorts of good work we have done in the past to sleep independently simply undone. I know I'm nuts to worry, but sleep deprivation would finish me off right now. Also, friends are going to wonder why I didn't come along. I'm so embarrassed about the state I'm in.
I don't really know what to do. Even if I did, I just don't want to do anything anymore. It feels like I'm a robotic empty shell. I've got close to 0 energy and drive. 20mg citalopram a day isn't really doing it for me, but what I wish the gp could give me is something to sort of sedate me, so I wouldn't feel. I would just get on with things like normal people.
Sorry about long, rambling post. Had to sort of put this all out there before I change my mind.