I want to be you Cazza. I want to be free. I loved reading your story as it has given me hope.
DC are 14 and 11 and I crave to be me again. I crave living alone on a sofa. Anywhere. Just not here.
my problem is mainly financial. I gave up my career 15 years ago. I don’t know I could re-enter the workplace on any kind of decent salary to be self-sufficient.
Like others on here, I also have a chronic health condition which is exacerbated by stress.
I love DH but I am alone so often it’s like I’m already on my own. Except I’m not free. Not really. He’s always there.
Hes spent years working to make money. He would be devastated if we split. We are all he has. But many days now I feel I can’t go on.
As so many say I feel exhausted, invisible, pointless, depressed.
I’ve stayed for the children but I’ve realised recently I’m so down that it’s affecting them and that’s not good for them either.
I make excuses all the time for DH’s criticism of them. He says we’re all snowflakes. I remind them how hard he works so we can have a good life (which is true) but the work is obsessional. He’ll be up tomorrow at 4:30am. Just gone to bed at 11:15 tonight. He’s not young anymore but very fit and strong so seems to cope. But he’s never around, ever.
Another huge source of pain that never lets up are the problems DC have at school having no friends, repeated rejections and endlessly bullying. Both have ASD.
This pain has been like the final wave I just can’t take anymore.
I can cope with a dud marriage but watching my children struggle and cry so often and the painful experiences has recently bought me to my knees.
I think I always hoped it would improve, they’d find their way. But DD just has had another horrible sinister bullying incident and I’ve realised I’m going to have put the pieces back together for my children forever. I’m not sure they will ever function happily in this world. It’s dawning on me that this won’t ever get better.
And that thought that they will always suffer and me by proxy has been so hard to handle.
Can anyone give advice on coping with long term trauma like this? Trauma that never goes away? I’m feeling like I can’t go on some days. Counselling doesn’t seem to work. I need to let the emotion in and out without it destroying me and my hope. But it’s so very hard.