I'm so sorry but this will be long. I'd really appreciate some of your wisdom because I don't seem to have any left of my own. I believe I'm depressed, I know what to do about that (I'm not stranger to AD's or therapy) but I believe the depression is linked to my anxiety about this:
I was a child in care. My DM didn't want children (hence I am an only child) and she probably had what would now be diagnosed as a personality disorder. She hated me for ruining her life. She never said she loved me, not once. She put me in care with my DF's tacit consent - their marriage was more important than me. I survived it the best way I could. I have an armour as thick as a wall but when it comes down I have no boundaries at all. So relationships have always been difficult. I push people away or I'm a people pleaser. I'm divorced, have been for 3 years and I'm still not over the rejection and betrayal. I believe it was my fault.I have grown up DC's.
Ex DH is a high (ish) earning professional as am I although I earn far less than he does. I am not wealthy and jobs are always under threat. I managed to buy my own house earlier this year from my share of the settlement and I have a large mortgage. My DF (who is a widower now) is actively trying to 'make up' for what went so wrong in my childhood. He can only do that in monetary ways and at some point I will inherit enough to pay my mortgage off. Ironically, this means I feel closer to him than I have ever been allowed to and I fear the day when he dies. I keep him at arms length however.
Since my divorce my relationship with youngest DC who is a young woman now has really suffered. She has suffered her DF's betrayal. I can't seem to do anything right, can't say anything right and both she and I feel our relationship has failed. I feel we are so close it's as if we 'know' what the other is thinking and feeling because she will often say things to me about me that I've been thinking about her. Please keep reading. It's arduous I know, but please.
I'm posting today because I'm in a very dark place and I have to do something different, something that therapy and AD's can't do. I have to make a decision but I don't know if my thinking is clouded by the depression and anxiety or if it will lift and set me free if I do this thing.
I have a 5 year consent order which ex and I agreed upon about a year ago. It consents to child maintenance which covers DD until she finishes higher education or starts work, whichever comes first. She doesn't want to go to uni, she tells me. She is away at 6th form college and her father has arranged for her to stay there full time (without my consent but she is 18 and wanted it). Our relationship has gone downhill since she went away. She doesn't want to be studying there but won't leave. She doesn't like the course but won't change it. When she's there I get lots of messages about how I don't care about her, am not interested in her etc and when she comes home it's clear to me she can't bear to be in the same room with me and she dismisses me. it was my birthday last week and I didn't get a card and she didn't come home. She made excuses as to why not (financial) and when I said I'd put petrol in her car so she could come she refused. She then borrowed the money off her DF but still didn't come. Sorry. This is not getting to the point is it?
Her DF will look for any excuse to stop the maintenance. I live in a constant state of anxiety about that. I check my emails daily in case he is emailing me to say 'we need to talk'. I am drained from the amount of emotional energy I feel I put into worrying about DD and our relationship, worrying about keeping some stability in my own life as it looks as though DD doesn't want to stay where she is but doesn't want to come home either. She has, in short, become the proverbial child in the middle. I believe this is what he wanted - for her and me to be separated. I think he believes me to be a harmful influence upon her. I would love to say to ex DH "I don't want your money any more". I am weak. I am a very weak person.
I don't want to live like this any more. I don't know where hope has gone but it has gone.