I feel so overwhelmed I no longer know what to think or how to behave. I’m just trying to write this all down and hope you can help me make some sense of it.
I have 2 young DC (5 and 8) and work part time. DH and I have had a few up and down years recently. DHs mental health has been pretty poor and it’s made him erratic and difficult. However, things have really come to a head this year. From Sep 2019, I was supporting a family member in difficult circumstances. November 2019 and a parent was diagnosed with a very serious, terminal disease. In Jan, my grandmother passed away and then in March we went into lockdown. It was an extremely stressful time, especially because I had to take on all the admin/ decision making / caring responsibilities. However, for some reason lockdown was the straw that broke the camels back. DHs anxiety and depression escalated to unbearable levels in lockdown. For 2 weeks he barely got out of bed. In addition to homeschooling 2 children and watching them all alone, I managed the house all alone, arranged for my parents, worked from home and answered by DHs emails etc out of fear of him losing his job. Finally, he agreed to speak with the GP in May. Since May he’s done 6 weeks of therapy (I would have to do his therapy homework, ensure he dialled in etc), tried 2 different ADs (each w a two week adjustment period where symptoms got worse). I know it’s so hard for him but I just feel like I’m drowning. Now the kids are back at school I still do all school drop offs and pick ups (he doesn’t drive) and every last thing for the kids/ house/ family / him. I don’t think he’s left the house since March. I can’t ever leave because watching the kids stresses him out. He then shouts at them and I can’t leave them in that situation. He’s extremely anxious about Covid so we don’t go anywhere or meet anyone. Life should be getting easier , the kids are in school, our cleaner has come back and DH is on ADs but it’s just not. Any small emergencies (car breakdown etc) feel huge because I just don’t think I can cope with another thing on my plate. My DC8 is sensitive and is upset that DH is always anxious/ absent, so I feel like I have to compensate by being extra cheerful. I just feel worn so incredibly thin. I feel there’s absolutely no space in my life, for me, for any happiness or spontaneity or relaxation. I’m finding it so awkward to justify not seeing friends as lockdown restrictions have eased so I’m falling out of contact with friends instead. I’m just so so tired. I’ve tried speaking to my old therapist, but she’s wfh. I just can’t relax on the phone because DH is always home. I have to tread on eggshells around him as well, if I complain about anything/ look tired/ am not cheerful then I’m putting pressure on him and making him feel worse. I spend all day every day working around the kids/ housework etc. In the evenings, I sit downstairs alone whilst DH games online. Then I go to bed and start the whole slog again the next day at 6. I can’t speak to my family as they dislike him. I can’t speak to his family as his parents don’t believe in depression. As he’s not well, DH will sometimes be quite blunt as well - the other day he just looked at me and said, god you’ve aged during lockdown. Again, I do pull him up onean comments but he just isn’t happy in himself. I feel so alone and hopeless. I feel so guilty all the time. I feel so inadequate in every area of my life.
I’m just looking for a bit of a hand hold or any advice from anyone whose been in my shoes.