I haven't put this in Mental Health because I think it puts a lot of posters off and maybe some of those posters can relate to how I feel.
I am on anti-depressants and have been for years. I'm not weepy or sad or unstable. I just don't enjoy my life.
If I was to win the lottery the first thing I would buy myself is some space. I'd go to a posh hotel or health farm and have a big room to myself, with my own bed and own bathroom.
I'm a SAHM and DP is retired due to ill health. Together we have 12 yo DS. I love them both very much, but I can't think of anything I want more than just having a break from them.
When I go out by myself I feel such a load of dread about going back home and dealing with them both. It's not that they demand anything of me, they don't! I'm just so sick of hearing about DS's squabbles at school and talking to DP about politics or the news or whatever.
I don't know who I am anymore or what I like or what I want. I hate the way I look but I've no motivation to change.