I saw the other thread and didn't want to monopolise but it's really struck a chord with me. I feel this is my "normal"; i work full time, seperated from DH 3 years ago amicably. We share the kids 50/50. At work, i'm competant, professional, i know i look good, healthy, i function pretty highly, or so it would seem outwardly. But the reality? When i don't have the kids, i often am tearful on my commute, i can get overwhelmingly anxious, i sit in the car outside the house and delay going in, i think i still struggle with feelings of guilt at ending my marriage. I don't regret it; we had become like siblings, no attraction or affection. We had been together since i was very young, we went through counselling which just reinforced our personal relationship was over but we have worked hard to co-parent together and it works well, kids are happy and stable. But at times i still feel an overwhelming sorrow for them, and a guilt that their childhood is spent shuttling between 2 houses (they haven't complained!) i had to intiate the split as DH was in total denial and did literally nothing to help save our marriage. He is a lovely man and was never intentionally neglectful, but he was so inert that i had to gently drive the whole seperation, and i suspect in his mind he was re-written it as me "doing it" and breaking up our family.
I can feel reasonably positive, but within the space of an hour i can swing to feeling utterly without hope, utterly pointless and very small. Sometimes when i don't have the kids i deliberately don't cook and can't be bothered to eat properly, no one IRL knows about this side of me. I feel so ashamed, i have had suicidal thoughts but recognise i am a million miles away from acting on them.
I feel like i have 2 lives, the competant articulate woman at work, i am a good mum, we have a close and loving fun and positive relationship. But when they aren't with me, it's like i fall into shadow (yes, i've nicked that from lord of the rings but it's the best phrase that comes to mind!)
I live in a beautiful part of the country, i try very hard when they aren't here, to get out and walk, run, do something positive for me. After i had DD (now 13) i had severe pnd. In some ways i feel like i've been forever altered by that ....praise be for citalopram! It saved me at the time. I don't know pnd made me much more aware of my own MH, so have been observant ever since, or if i had periods before but didn't recognise it.
Sometimes, everything just seems very hard? I have good friends IRL, but when i feel at my worst, i isolate myself.
People have said that since my marriage break up, i have blossomed in that i have become more "me", there is truth to that. But am i happier? No. Well, actually, i AM happier than i was in my marriage. Nor would i wish it hadn't ended, it's just a very different life, and i think there is an element of trying to find a new equilibrium as a single person, after being part of a couple for 15 years.
I'm not sure what i want out of this, not sure if anyone can help. Does anyone recognise these feelings or have any wisdom i would very gratefully take on board.