Could this be hormonal? I did read something that said women who suffer from PMT can fall into a depression in the 2-3 years before they go through the menopause.
It said you’re more likely to experience this depression if you were intolerant of your own progesterone. A few signs you might suffer from this: 1) You suffer from PMT; 2) You felt unusually happy/calm when you were pregnant; 3) You sufferered from post-natal depression.
I’m a big YES to all 3. Anyone else?
Yes to all three for me, although post-natal depression not diagnosed. I’d go as far as saying I got PMDD when periods returned after second pgcy. I actually scared myself with the intensity of rage I would get, but it does seem to have improved a bit a few years on. I’m still a bitch though.
My unhappiness is rooted in the fact that I feel trapped. I had a romantic notion of being at home raising the kids, baking, doing crafts and arty shit, going for nature walks, meeting friends, reading, writing, planning nutritious family meals and welcoming everyone home with a big smile and open arms. What I’ve got is days of drudgery and loneliness and ungrateful whining aids who aren’t happy unless they’re winding each other up.
The house is falling apart; I’d do DIY but I’m so busy and tired from the day to day grind of laundry, cleaning the bog, peeling spuds etc that I never tackle anything and it gets worse and worse so it’s a miserable place to be.
We managed (just about) financially after I lost my PT job during pgcy. I did a few temping jobs a few years ago and then decided (with DH’s support) to have a couple of years at home to indulge the writing, but as nobody ever lifts a finger to help in the house the writing has fallen by the wayside in favour of the tedious housework.
I now really want to go back out to work but can’t get a job. I so so wish I hadn’t chosen to be at home so much. I wanted to be an actor... I never even gave it a chance as after training I just settle down. Stupid me.
We have no money - DH has always been shit with money. I was better but have debt too now. I thought life would be better than this by now.
I don’t fancy DH and he gets on my last nerve. He moans about how tired he is, but he does a job he is good at, is respected for and 99% of the time enjoys. He goes to interesting events regularly. I resent the fact he does nothing to keep/make our home a nice place to be. If I don’t do it it just doesn’t get done, despite me saying this repeatedly.
From an outsider’s perspective I do have a nice life and people regularly tell me how fab the children are, how wonderful DH is and how lucky I am to have him... but...
They don’t see the full picture. I am not happy. Haven’t been for a good few years.
The excitement I’m craving is (a) career satisfaction that makes me feel good about myself. I want to use the talents people said I had during school, college etc. I want to get up enthused and ready to take on the world.
And (b) I want to flirt with someone sexy and attractive who will flirt back. I want to feel young again. I can’t imagine having sex with DH anymore - it’s been months and then months before that. I do love him but at the moment it’s not enough.
I sound very selfish I know, but I had to get it all off my chest.