Ok, firstly I feel dreadfully guilty posting this because I don't get to post that often so I feel like I'm taking more than I give but I could really use some help.
I just feel awful and I can't work out if I'm depressed. I mean I don't feel sad all the time. Sometimes I feel quite cheery and even elated but then I'll just nosedive and I can't see anything good about anything.
I have a wonderful 15 month old son who I adore but sometimes I feel very detached from him. I'm not sure if he likes me very much - sometimes I think I'm just a source of milk.
I work 2 jobs - 2 days a week in an office (which I hate but do for the money) and I have a party plan business (which I love and do more for the social aspect than the cash although that's good too!) DH looks after DS while I work. He's fine about the office job but doesn't see the party plan as work and makes me feel guilty for doing it (not purposefully - perhaps it's jsut me being sensitive) Last night he referred to my party plan job as me being "out galavanting".
We have had troubles on and off through our marriage - mostly down to lack of communication or wanting (or assuming we want) different things. But I love him very, very much. I know I can be very difficult to live with and have a firey temper sometimes, but he doesn't seem to realise that he's not so easy to live with either. I have tried talking to him but he always says he doesn't want to talk about it right now or "nothing's wrong" when it clearly is. How are we supposed to ever deal with these issues when he won't tell me what his issues are? Then it ends up me blurtign out all my issues with him and then I look callous. TBH I am starting to feel the same way - that I don't want to talk about it because I feel to weary to open that whole can of worms.
I also have an eating problem whihc is getting me down. I binge eat with no control then hate myself for it and promise I won't do it again which I promptly do the next day and hate myself for. I saw my GP who referred me to the mental health team but I didn't "meet their criteria" for help. I felt so rejected. I told DH about the eatign thing which took a lot of guts and he was initially understanding but he doesn't really understand (and how can I expect him to when I don't myself).
I lost my Mum 4 years ago (breast cancer) and I miss her so much. I can't bear the thought of my little boy going through that one day. I sometimes think that if I went now it would be easier for him becasue he wouldn't remember me but I would never do it. No one cares about me the way my Mum did - that unconditional love and that total interest and excitement about everything I did. There's so much I want to share with her (not least my beautiful boy).
I feel like crying sometimes but the tears never come. I think if I start I may never stop. If I were depressed would I not be in tears all the time? Would other people not notice? How can I be the happy, bubbly person I can be on the outside (and on the inside too) and yet feel so dark other times.
I just don't know where to start.
Thanks so much for reading (if you've got this far!!!) This has been very theraputic for me to write and I don't really expect you to reply to my waffley outpouring. Thanks again