I’m feeling in bits with absolutely no one to turn to so I hope it’s ok to offload on here.
DH is fully aware of my moods and depression but I think he fuels it. I was always moody before him but since meeting him and two DC later, I feel I don’t know who I am anymore...just a pent up frustrated and depressed housewife. We went to see relatives today and we had planned a trip to the park but it’s not happened. I feel I have to run everything in the house, from housework to schoolwork to trips whilst DC are on Easter holiday. DC are outside playing and he’s gone on another good shopping trip even though he could have bought stuff on our drive home back from said relatives.
I feel trapped, I’m studying part time and working, but due to me running the house whilst he works long hours and travels, my course (luckily it’s distance learning but it’s not the point!) is suffering as I can’t concentrate and my depression has returned. It’s returned but I can’t do anything about it, if I do blow a fuse or moan, I get told I’m unreasonable or that it’s my mental condition making me not think straight. Patronised in that he can see it’s my illness talking not me, his words, but who am I?? He can’t see that he is a major contributor to it, he’s defensive if I criticise. My other big issue is, despite me trying whilst feeling exhausted, down and unwell in myself to make fresh start with perhaps moving to another part of the country/ even abroad, it’s not happened. Last week, I tidied and decluttered the whole house so he could arrange for estate agent to come and value and get the process moving. It’s not happened as apparently I’ve kept him too busy looking after the DC to sort anything. I don’t think he wants to move or has the motivation to help me sort a move. I just feel like I’m left to sort everything and I’m worn out.
This all doesn’t make sense, perhaps I’m being unreasonable and spoilt. I’m fed up with seeing people on street happy, smiling doing stuff I used to and I’m so dissatisfied and down on life.
Well done if you’ve got to the end! Any supportive words would be appreciated as I feel so isolated and lonely and down. DC are suffering, what with having a miserable, shouty mom too.