Hello.
Long time lurker here. I did make a couple of posts under another user name a few years ago back when my daughter was a baby who refused to sleep, but I'm generally anxious about participating in online forums so I tend to avoid it.
I'm really struggling today so I thought I might as well post. I've had depression on and off most of my life. This past year has been particularly hard (for many of us!) and I'm just not coping. I'm on 150mg sertraline and I'm going to meet a new counsellor next week (counselling really helped me a few years ago). Today my mind is circling on thoughts of how pointless and meaningless everything is and how I'd be better off dead. I won't kill myself because I never want to hurt my daughter. I really hope she will enjoy her life much more than I am mine.
I turned 40 last year. I keep thinking about the future, about growing old and frail, that my daughter will witness that and maybe find it hard. Because I'm not spiritual or religious I think this life is all I have and I want to make the most of it but I struggle through every single day. I find being responsible for another human being especially hard. I wish I could enjoy her more but I just don't. I love her and think she's wonderful but that I'm really not up to being the mother she deserves.
I feel very alone with my struggles and yet I crave more time to myself. She starts school in September so I'm hanging onto that but I'm assuming I will still really struggle with everything. I'm sure I'd be miserable whatever my circumstances.
Thanks for reading.