Quick backstory, I have struggled with my mental health all my life, most of the time I function very well as a balanced human being but there have been times in my life where I have struggled - really struggled.
Things have been a bit rough for me over the past year, but I have done my best. My dad passed away a week and a half ago, and dh dropped a bombshell of his own and tbh I am in pieces and I can't fucking cope. I have lost half a stone, can't eat, can't sleep and more worrying I keep thinking 'I just want to die' and I think about self harming (I used to cut my wrists)
Dh doesn't know that I have been having these thoughts, and I could never risk leaving my dd or him, but the thought of just dying and everything ending for me is so seductive, iykwim.
I have told dh that I will try and get myself to the doctors tomorrow, I will be honest with my gp about how I am feeling and whatever they suggest I will go with. I don't care if its Prozac or beta blockers or fucking vitamin B if it helps keep me going. Now Dh is pulling disapproving faces and saying he 'doesn't like the idea of anit-depressents'
AIBU to say well you don't have to fucking have any then, if you hadn't dropped a fucking bomb on me jsut after my dad died then I probably wouldn't be fantasising about topping myslef now you stupid twunt?
I don'[t want to row with hium, but i am struggling to keep my 'cool' with him, should I tell him how I really feel? I am angry at him but I honestly don't want to make him feel guilty - he is not soley responsible for my mental state, but I feel if he is going to pull faces then he should pull faces over soemthing that matters WITHOUT THEM I CANT CARRY ON I WANT TO DIE