Hi everyone. Wasn't sure if this was mental health or menopause, a bit of both I think.
I have been depressed my entire life from a tiny child. I only worked this out fairly recently when it occurred to me that the way I feel when depressed is the way I felt at 7. I am now 60 so grew up in the 60s when the idea of a depressed child would be regarded as too silly for words.
Anyway, I am taking Fluoxetine which makes life bearable. I am often frustrated because I have caring responsibilities which sometimes stop me doing things I had planned or wanted to do but generally get on ok.
I am having a bit of a crisis this weekend for the most ridiculous reason and I would think anyone else who got upset by this needed a bit of a head wobble.
My lovely husband (he is definitely not the problem) is the drummer in a local rock band. Had a gig Saturday night. I had friends to sit with not driving, all good. Except, the singer always makes a filthy joke about his Mum and Dad. A member of the crowd, a youngster, obviously misheard what he said, came over to me and asked if I was the singers Mum.
I laughed it off at the time, I am 6 years older than the singer. However since I got home I can't stop crying and feel totally hideous and worthless. Lovely DH keeps telling me I'm beautiful and he loves me but it doesn't help.
Now sensible head says this guy was young drunk and stupid. Emotional head just wants to die.
Please tell me I'm being daft and my life isn't over.