I'm not quite sure where to post this but I've seen great advice given here before and thought it might be a place to start. I need some external input about my life as I have a very difficult time opening up in real life.
I have this feeling that I've totally failed in my life and I'm not sure what to do about it. I'm having a hard time seeing any redeeming features in myself at all. I have always been prone to anxiety/depressive thinking but used to feel quite cool and reasonably popular and excited about life and the options it offered but all those feelings have gone completely and I can't think of the future without feeling really bleak. I look at others and always feel that everyone else is doing really well - that its just me who feels this crappy and useless all the time. The past seems to be where I made terrible decisions and the future seems hopeless - just more of the same.
I have one DS, 16 months, very much a surprise (and wanted) baby in my early 40s. Live with DP and have done for about 3 years.
I used to think that the problem was my relationship but I don't think that's it. Or at least it might contribute but the main problem is me. My DP is v sweet, v helpful around the house, lovely with our DS, but I can't really talk to him in any depth or length. We rarely have sex - i never feel like it, he never seems to mind. He is a very quiet person. Has v few friends, rarely goes anywhere. Most of the time we talk about DS or food. I feel really lonely/frustrated in our relationship most of the time. Struggle to explain to him what the problem is, so I've sort of given up with that ever changing. He is who he is. And he is also very happy with our life. I have lapsed into a kind of helplessness about the situation, and I blame myself for having overly high / perfectionist attitudes towards what a relationship should be.
So I'm trying to compensate in different ways, find other people to talk to, friends to go out with from time to time. I know that DP cannot and should not fulfill all my needs. I work 3 days a week and enjoy my job. I just always feel this rather deadening feeling about coming home at the end of the day to a v quiet DP, who isn't going to say much about anything. Don't know why this fills me with such dread, but it does.
I think I need more friends, but I seem to have become hopeless at making them. Have made one new other mum friend but that I've let myself and DS down for not having met others i can regularly hang out with. But apart from that it occurred to me today that I have no one with whom I can really talk about things. I'm quite introverted (though love people and company) and an not good at being honest about what's really happening with me. Feel exhausted by trying to pretend I feel ok all the time. Despite this I do have a few close friends - unfortunately some of them live abroad.
I love DS very much. I really do. But today for instance I just let him get on with playing with his toys. Just didn't have the creativity or energy to put into thinking of fun activities. At all. This afternoon we will go to the shops, though.
I have 2 siblings, both with their own families, and both living far away. My parents are near me but really elderly and mentally and physically not doing well. I try to see them regularly but It is upsetting to watch them fade away in front of me. Feel very alone with this.
Am on a low dose antidepressant. The doctor wants me to increase the doseage. Maybe that's the answer. I just felt so low last night and thought it might be an idea to get some input from MN, as i feel so cut off in so many areas of my life. As I'm not someone who can talk about these feelings very easily it all exists in my own head.
Thanks for reading this. It has helped to write it all down. I'm not quite sure what i want from this post but would value any observations or suggestions, really.