I am cripplingly depressed. I am being treated and am improving slowly but it is a long process with frequent backsliding. I had a breakdown last year (the third in my life), and ended up an inpatient.
My husband doesn't love me anymore. He has been filling the role of carer for a long time and my behaviour when 'up' or having an episode has killed our relationship. He kept trying and trying and forgiving me almost everything because I was ill (I cheated on him, had blackouts and didn't come home for days, self-harmed, drank, took drugs).
I am a SAHM almost by default; I haven't been able to hold down a job for years. Our DCs are 8, 4 and 18 months. H's salary pays for some childcare but we hold it in reserve for when I am having a bad episode. We don't qualify for WTC. DC2 is at nursery part-time.
I need to leave, I think. Perhaps permanently or perhaps until I can get myself more stable.
H is terrified of involving social services (asking for care), as he believes with some justification that they will seek to remove the children.
His suggestion is that I move out. I can then throw myself on the mercy of CMHS - I will qualify for incapacity benefit and others too probably, and housing benefit and stuff. He thinks I should stay nearby and see the children regularly, perhaps daily, provided I am having a good day.
DC1 is massively affected; wary of me, always 'reading' me, treading on eggshells. DC2 is beginning to go the same way. It is heartbreaking. I am doing them such harm.
H will either go part-time at work or get an au pair or similar.
I asked if he would do that and I could stay, but he says - firmly but with apparently genuine sadness - that no, he wants me away from the DCs and the house until I am more stable. There are things perhaps we could do - but he doesn't want to, he wants me to leave.
I am devastated and, bizarrely, worried about what people might think. But increasingly I think this might be what is needed and best for the DCs. I am quite lucid today but that is at the expense of being able to do anything, anything at all. Last week H came home to find DC1 trying to change DC3's nappy, having already made sandwiches for them all.
It can't go on. But will society judge me even more harshly for leaving my kids?