Didn't know what to put this under & changed name for obvious reasons.
Been clinically depressed much of my adult life. 3 years of ADs then counselling finished Jan 03 & I felt human for the first time. Things fine since then.
Suddenly today feel really really down. Trigger was the laundry, of all things. Realised that although we've had 3 houses none of them has had anywhere for me to store, sort, do & dry laundry, & that was all I wanted from the beginning. Everything has been a compromise, except that looking back I can see that the compromise is always mine... DH WON'T have an old house, WON'T live in the city, etc etc. When we moved last time (7 years ago) I wanted to leave this town. He said he'd been to estate agents elsewhere but there was nothing we could afford- end of discussion. I left my home town to live here & I've never liked it. I've been here longer now than I was there.
Thinking on those lines I realised that every major decision except having the children has been made by DH, under the pretence of joint decisions. It wouldn't matter except that he is a man who won't say boo to a goose, so if anything happens I have to sort it out. He keeps the peace with everyone & won't ever take my side in a dispute. He's always on the fence.
He changed his car a couple of months ago. Again this is usually a joint thing. This time I didn't agree his needed changing & didn't like what he picked but he went ahead & did it anyway, leaving us with higher monthly repayments, higher insurance & tax (& I do the money) & agreed to pay a £700 deposit because 'I'd said we could' (as a hypothetical example on the finance to a different garage!). I was furious but he'd already signed the paperwork. I hate this car!!
He's talking about having another baby & I realised that I'd be 60 when it was 18. I don't know if it's the shock of feeling there's so little time left that has set this off. I really don't want to go back to the way I was, or have to go back on the ADs but I just feel so completely wretched. yesterday I was fine!
He asked if I was OK just as he was going to work. I said no, but only got as far as the laundry eg before he had to go. He seems to think that if he takes over the laundry everything will be OK. It won't. The laundry is a symptom, not the cause. But what of? Anyone help?