There is something very wrong and I desperately need to get it out but I cannot articulate it in RL somehow. I apologise in advance for the essay, I just struggle hugely with telling people how I feel, it comes out in clichés or I play it down without meaning too. I am also known as being a firm, assertive and positive person – I am not those things all the time but no one really knows that apart from DP. I need the anonymity of Mumsnet on this one.
I am a Mum of 4 dependent children and I love them very much.
Here is the secret that no one knows. I am sad all the time. When I am alone (rarely) I potter about doing things and cry pretty much constantly. I am also frequently furiously angry – this morning, I muttered in the car about a women who was very slow at a red light. DP disagreed that she was slow and said that she was right to be cautious. I thought she was risk averse based on the speed of the traffic, the space she had. He felt that I would be careless in the same circumstances. This turned into a ridiculous argument that no one could win. I have no idea why it happened – everything was fine. I just get so angry. I don’t understand why. I get furious and then it is over with, leaving me with just the guilt over things I may have said or done.
I have written 3 suicide notes, letters of goodbye really – one to DP, one to my sister and one to my children. I have made a list of things to do ahead of it to minimize the practical jobs that would need to be done. I don’t want to leave my children, I am scared that they will forget me but making it all stop is really appealing. I don’t know what to do. I don’t think that I actually want to die but I am slowly checking out of my life somehow. I think I might do it even without thinking about it , my moods can be quite extreme.
I work full time, and am quite successful. I don’t understand how I can hold down a job, maintain friendships, behave well in public and be so different at home. I wonder if that means that nothing about me is real. I struggle with being Passive Aggressive to DP. Its like I am always waiting for him to disapprove of me, I even hear him criticizing when he actually isn’t..I seem to set out to sabotage as much as possible. I started to try to address it last year, I bought a book to try and understand my odd reactions to things (typically miserable childhood, domestic violence between my parents, sexual abuse, name your cliche). I also went through a period a few years ago when I took some time off work with anxiety. To admit that was happening took an awful lot out of me. In a row, DP kind of made fun of the book rowing and implied that I was lazy in taking time off. That comment has stayed with me for the past year. It hurt so so much – I suddenly saw myself as he saw me and it crushed me . I tried to tell him that it had affected me hugely but he doesn’t understand – he doesn’t see how hard it is for me to interact with people as he isn’t like that. You see, lots of people think that they know me really well and that we are great friends, I chat away and am friendly but I actually don’t tell people anything much about me. I can’t seem to do it. I share opinions about things and can describe stuff but not share how I feel. The only emotion I can actually share is anger. I can’t even watch a sad film with DP, as I can’t bear not being able to control my emotions in front of people.
DP started pulling away from me 2 years ago- I think it just got too much for him, I was so mean so often and made him feel bad. He is not perfect and it takes 2 but I am a real handful to be with, my reactions are so extreme. We haven’t had sex for 2 years now. He hasn’t even kissed me in all that time. He can’t even bear to touch me, if I go to hold him he will allow it but its clear he is really put off by me. I have gained weight (I am a 5”7 size 14 now) and know I look different but I don’t think it is that, I am truthfully quite pretty. We have talked about it and he says that until we are friends again, he can’t even consider touching me like that. I think that is contributing to the whole thing as I feel so so alone.
I think there is something wrong with me. I am terrified that this will get worse and worse and I will actually take my own life as the sadness will get too much.
I am not expecting answers from Mumsnet. I just wanted to tell someone something. I have so much to be thankful for and yet am spending more and more time thinking about suicide. I have namechanged, I don’t want to not be able to shoot the breeze on the other boards with this following me.