Trying again to post this…. (I wrote it elsewhere first this time, but it’s not as nicely written)
I’m usually the most resilient person I know, but so far 2024 has just been a complete disaster. All my usual coping mechanisms seem to have gone out the window, to the extent I even failed to post this the first time!
I’ve just stopped taking Montelukast for my asthma because it was causing anxiety, so I know that at least part of what I’m feeling is still withdrawal effects from that which apparently can last for months, but I need to find a way to cope. I just want my own brain back again, it feels like it’s someone else’s at the moment.
DH has a history of severe clinical depression, so I can tell him how down I’m feeling because he doesn’t ever think that anyone could feel worse than him. He’s apparently not ill at the moment (his only problem is me he says).
Likewise telling him how completely exhausted I am is met with the fact he has sleep apnea, so I don’t know the definition of tired.
Work is a disaster. I’m in my dream job, and have been really successful at it for the last four years, but at the moment it’s just got too much. I’m the boss, but have colleagues who can ask me to take extra things on and right now they’ve just all been piling it on. The last few months I’ve been doing 6+ hours back to back teams calls every day, with prep work and actions afterwards for all of them, and still being told I’m not doing enough and not being allowed extra staff to help. I have to keep the spirits up of everyone under me, while hardly being able to keep my own eyes open.
It came to a head last month when I had a complete breakdown in the middle of a board meeting. There were lots of apologies that they didn’t realise how snowed under I was, and how I should take a few weeks completely away, but the next day there was a crisis and they needed me straight back and with extra things to do.
I’ve started applying for new jobs, had some interviews this week, but I’m devastated that I have to.
My DDs are amazing but still wake me up at 6am every day. Me, not DH because he sleeps in a different room with his CPAP machine.
I’m permanently seconds away from just bursting into tears at my DDs because I can’t put a happy face on any more. We’ve done baking, painting and homework so far today, so I’m hoping that gets me a little break.
DH doesn’t work. He does the school runs but virtually nothing else. We got told off at parents evening this week for not uploading homework promptly, I thought he’d been doing school admin but apparently not. He almost applied for a job this week, but he got stressy at the form and I only had ten minutes spare to help him (the only day this week I got a break for lunch I ended up doing this) so he didn’t submit it; which is my fault for not helping.
We were meant to be moving house before Christmas, but that’s now date-undetermined (should still be before Easter). Just another thing that’s not gone to plan.
The nearest family is hundreds of miles away so can’t help, and my best friend is amazing but is struggling with her own MH at the moment so I don’t want to land this on her any more than it already is.
Anyone who’s read this far - thanks! Anyone with any tips at all on staying afloat until the withdrawal effects go away and my normal ability to cope with everything comes back, I’m open to any suggestions….