Have had a really tough two years, and despite suffering with depression my overall philosophy, sense of humour, and optimism usually pulls me through. But I am at the moment swimming upstream and am so tired and just want to stop.
Too many details to go into but generally,
We are in debt, which is partly my fault as I got into the habit of 'treating' myself when things got crap.
Relationship with DS is such a struggle and I have had threads going about this. He is such hard work and we are seeing CAMHS, have a social worker and a family liason officer. . I think many of his problems stem from me suffering PND and being a shit mum.
He is a nightmare and last year H said if we didn't give him up for adoption, H would leave. He was struggling with DS and part of me understood, but for me it sucked the soul out of our relationship and I have been struggling ever since. He found the samaritans number on my phone earlier this year, (needed to talk, nothing else) and we tried to draw a line and move on. But he was drinking heavily and has anger management problems. he would drink, shout at DS, say really crap things which IMO made things worse, say crap things to me. Say sorry and it would all start again.
I tried and tried and tried but in August I said I wanted to split up. He begged for another chance but things continued until he said he wanted to divorce me because I am 'not right in the head'..
I talked him into stopping drinking the very strong lagers that he preferred but he said that was the worst point of our relationship, despite all that we had been through.
However he changed what he was drinking and to be fair things have improved and he has tried, but for me life has changed us so much and I simply don't feel the same.
The story of my 'friend' weaves into this and makes it all the more complicated. Have always liked and admired him and think if we had met under different circumstances would definately have liked to get to know him better.
I kept the feelings in perspective and tried to just enjoy having him as part of my life. (it was all legitimate). My grandad died last year as things got really bad at home and every thing I felt for my friend just exploded and it rocked my world. I still kept trying to keep the family unit going but the feelings if I am honest were making it complicated.
I cut contact as far as I could, and now wish I hadn't, even though it was the 'right' thing to do. He made me feel so good about myself and stopped my world from spinning out of control. I try to be positive. Run and cycle, keep busy. Lost the weight I needed to, plans to get my career back on track (my current 'job' is sort of 'household services...cleaning, ironing, etc).
I see him about, as we live, work, socialise in the same areas,, and I swing between the joy of seeing him and the pain of, well just pain.
I suffer from the kind of depression where I try to hide it and show the world I am coping, apart from to a small number of very good friends. But oh god I am struggling and every time I try to talk to H he changes the subject. We have had a massive row and are not speaking.
My 'friend' has had some bad luck and I want so badly to reach out and offer my sympathy, but I can't. And bacause I cut contact I have suddenly realised I won't see him at all at christmas and for some reason it has gutted me.
As i said, I feel as if I am swimming up stream and at the moment, just feel like stopping swimming. Know I shouldn't, but am so tired of it all.
You are all so lovely, and this thread in particular is a great comfort, but not doing too well....
Shit, all this is just the bare bones of the mess of my life. If I put all the details in I think it would overwhelm me.
If you read this, thank-you and I will be back when I have cleared some of the cobwebs but am finding it hard to keep my 'sunny disposition'.
Hugs and xxxxxx's to you all. I put this in this thread under this name as I don't want to take up the beautiful mood of our usual thread with it all. You do all truly all make a differencs, and feel like friends.