....and depressed!!
I have been in and out of court with my ex for over 2 years.He collapsed while sole caring for the children (through alcohol). I hadn't realised it had gotten so bad but we had seperated 2.5 years before and barely saw each other.
I thought when we split that it would be ok, certainly better than being unhappy together.
I just read his psychiatric report, ordered by court.
I feel ssoo bad for ever getting involved with him. I was 24, irresponsible and immature. I didn't really know him at all when we decided to keep a surprise pregnancy together. It was later I found out his father had been emotionally and physically abusive toward him and committed suicide. His mother has also caused him big issues. She is now seeking a contact order too after sending me some hideous emails / letters about what a dreadful mother I am. I couldn't trust her anymore, thought she'd lost the plot completely.
I finished a degree in June this year. I am now in no mans land. Wanted to move onto ma, but was too stressed to undertake such a big thing. Looking at continuing next year.
My main problem is, I feel ssoo depressed now. I have been really angry with my own mother too. She criticised me to ex's mum and that helped start off the fall-out. My mum has never had good things to say about me, she's a negative person generally, but particularly with me. We barely communicated before my first child was born. She seemed to overcompensate for my fathers spoiling me with attention while ignoring my sibling. (Dad left us when I was 11). I began defending her to the psychologist who's on the case, interviewing all adults. I said ' she's just a worrrier, she gets stressed at the slightest thing...' then I realised I was defending her for criticising my relaxed (note, NOT dangerous, unhygenic or completely unstructured!!) parenting style to my ex's mum!
I can't bear all this, I am what people call a 'very strong' person. But its starting to make me crumble inside. I mean what if I had not been strong?? What if I just walk away! What if I stay in bed and refuse to come out? I am sick of being strong, keeping going, keeping the pain away from the kids.