My first post but have been lurking for a while. I'm 51 and have everything going for me in life, but feel like an empty shell. I have a loving DH of 29 years and 3 adult children, none living at home and all doing well in their lives.
I am distressed at the moment because I no longer seem to be able to feel anything anymore - not love for my husband or children, nor pleasure (sexual or any other kind). We've been on holidays for 2 weeks at the beach ( we live in Aus) and this is usually something I look forward to immensely but there is nothing satisfying about it. Boy, sound like a moaner, don't I? Nothing has gone wrong, we've had time with the children and time on our own, we've relaxed, the sun has shone andthe sea has sparkled but I'm still restless and unsatisfied.
I usually look forward to a holiday like this as a time to recharge the marital batteries so to speak - we live a very busy work life (work together in our own business)
the rest of the time. This time I have felt so
disconnected from him and it's very distressing, but
when I Iook at it he hasn't done anything different,
hasn't changed, it's something inside me that's lacking.
I've been depressed at points of my life, but it doesn't
feel that way now - I don't have that despondency or
despair, but I wonder if this is depression in another
form? I've been unwell for 6 months ( not a serious
illness but diagnosis inconclusive as yet) which
involves recurring abdominal pain, and the only time I
feel really alive (positive, hopeful, happy) is when I
have strong painkillers onboard. I don't have to take
them very often and I'm not addicted to them but I can
see the potential for it and my mother was an
alcoholic.
I feel guilty that I've got so much going for me but I still
can't feel happy. I seem to lean on others to fulfill me
emotionally and it's not fair on them, but when I look
inside myself it's as if there's nothing there, there's no
me. My life is my family and work, nothing else. I have
no confidence, energy or motivation to do any more.
Do you think I'm depressed? What should I do? Does the fact I can only feel happy with drugs in me mean anything?
Thanks for bothering to read this. It does sound truly pathetic as I read it back.