Thank you so much x
I think I’m out the other side of whatever that was - I don’t know exactly what it was, if there’s even a name for it, but I beat it. I don’t know if it’ll happen again but if it does I know I can get through.
A lot if it, I think, was just a complete sense of panic over all the responsibilities I have, and that I’ve literally nobody to share any of them with. Add to that exam stress, worries about money, DD4 leaving soon for university and bigger and bigger gaps between seeing Mr NM, and it all just turned into a massive snowball down a mountain, getting bigger and bigger and faster and faster.
A big dose of self-pity ended up in there too, hating myself for being old/fat/boring/whatever else, and also the loneliness. That’s the killer isn’t it. Sitting here at this time of night knowing that I can’t just reach over and ask for a hug, nobody at all in RL to tell.
I do see what you’re saying about counselling I honestly do. But what I keep coming back to is that all the talking in the world won’t change what’s happened. It won’t change who I am. I don’t know that it could give me any coping strategies. I defy anyone in RL to guess what’s happened. I cope very well because I’ve no choice. I had the antidepressant tablets and took them religiously. I stopped them because I wasn’t 100% sure they helped. I don’t even know if I was depressed - the more time passes the more I think it was just grief. I did then restart them when I had a wobble, but tailed them off pretty quickly and they’ve now been taken off my repeat prescription list.
It’s very hard to admit that, apart from the DC, there is nobody in RL who actually cares about me. Mr NM may do, in his own way, but he can’t be here all the time. It’s pathetic to have got to this age and be in this position.
Well, tonight has been very cathartic. Tomorrow I’ll come back and post about my very boring day, rather than bang on again about myself.
Thank you so much again. You kept me from drowning over the last few days and I’m so, so grateful.
x