Hi, I need to write this down. I find it hard to talk to friends and family about the situation I am in as I am conscious that whenever they see me - I always seem to be negative about my life. If not, they seem to think that I am coping really well etc, when inside I feel as though I am falling apart.
In November, I split from my husband (my choice - he was lying continually, on sex chatrooms etc.) and in January started the divorce process.
I am fine about getting divorced - he was liability and I am better off without him. But I am stuggling big time to cope with general life. I have two children (7 and 5), work full time as a teacher and my ex lives in the midlands - and breezes down for a day every 2 weeks to see the kids.
I'm really struggling to keep everything going. Work is rubbish - my boss is a nightmare and everyone is bitching about me, saying I don't do enough and that I go home too early (I have to leave at about 4pm to get childrens tea take them to clubs, do their reading practise with them etc all before their bedtime at 7.30pm). I hate going to work and am struggling with full time teaching workload and expectations. I would love to go part time, but need the money that full time teaching pays. Ofsted are looming too - which is then adding to the workload - as school prepares for the visit.
My seven year old daughter behaves like a little witch. Sometimes I hate her and wish I had never had her. My son is a little sweetie, who is being bullied by his older sister. Sorting out my daughter and her mega tantrums, together with divorce and working full time is really getting me down. I (and her school) have tried positive behaviour charts, which have worked to some degree, but when she goes for the tantrum, she does it in mega, embarrassing, soul destroying style.
On Friday eve, I just lay on my bed in the evening and cried. If I didn't have the kids to consider, I would probably take a whole load of pills and top myself. My marriage has gone wrong, I work full time in a job I hate and am so fed up. All because of my ex being a complete bastard.
My friends are all smug marrieds and seem to forget that I am on my own - bored and lonely every weekend. If I suggest doing something - they are always at couples dinner parties.
I suspect, that I am suffering from depression, but am scared about going to the doc, as about 10 years ago, after a long illness of a very close relative which really affected me, I was put on antidepressants. As a result, this has affected my health insurance for mortgages etc.
What do I do?