I’m 31 with a toddler and a baby on the way. I’ve always been an anxious person but I’m falling apart
I can’t stop worrying literally all day everyday. Googling the worst cases. Freaking myself out
My husband is 46 and despite the fact we’ve been nothing but happy, have a lovely family and just bought our own home I have spiralled for weeks about the age gap and how it’s going to become noticeable with age and everything’s going to fall apart and I’m going to be left alone. Or the attraction will go and I’ll just be depressed. I can’t stop googling the age gap and reading other people’s experiences and then I lie in bed and cry that I’ve made a huge mistake and I’m going to regret building my life with him. It’s breaking his heart cause he’s done nothing wrong
I’m constantly worried about my kids. That I’m not good enough. That I’m not doing the right things. That climate change is going to kill them. That I shouldn’t of bought kids into this fucked up world. That if the age gap between me and their dad does become an issue to the point I have to leave one day that I will of fucked their lives up. That they don’t love me
I’m constantly worried about my future. Feel like I’m going to be lonely and isolated forever. That I won’t ever achieve anything. That I’ll always feel depressed and like I’m just surviving
It feels like I’m sabotaging myself. Obsessively focusing on the age gap and how bad it’s going to be until I get to the point I can’t even look at my husband and I ruin my family and I lose my kids and then I have nothing left. I don’t want to do this. I don’t know why I’ve started doing this and why it’s getting so fucking bad.
I have so much to be happy about and it all feels tainted and wrong and I’m so fucking depressed.