I’m just absolutely at breaking point. I can’t deal with the relentless stress it brings anymore. My husband has no friends, hobbies or time. He doesn’t take care of himself, he’s always stressed and busy, he has a terrible relationship with his father and his uncle who also run the farm and who are awful people from every angle and because of this we have always struggled for money and it’s a relentless form of stress. His health is poor, he is completely emotionally unavailable for any of my needs, but I’m 100 % dependent on him in every way. I have to be there for him emotionally all of the time and support him when things are difficult even when I’m on the brink, but I just push it to the back so I can support him. I had a panic attack last night and he just sat scrolling on his phone. He always just scrolls on his phone. It’s not because he’s deliberately nasty, but I know that on top of his stress mine is not what he needs added. It’s too much for him to deal with and he’s emotionally unavailable.
we have 3 children (teenagers) who we have managed to prioritise and bring up well in spite of all of this which is great. They’re well adjusted, bright, brilliant kids who all have exciting futures.
but soon enough they’ll be gone and it’ll just be me left behind with the spiralling stress of farming life and how bleak and miserable and lonely it’s going to get. I’m approaching 50, I realise now how much I’ve completely wasted my life, I do nothing, I’m worth less than that, I’m totally over the hill and once the kids are gone I will not only have no money and a bleak future but I will also have no meaning and no use and this reality makes me increasingly anxious.
I just don’t know where the last 20 years have gone. I used to be able to shut down to stress so well and it’s how I’d deal with things. I was such a strong person. I never allowed anything to get to me. Ever! But it’s all caught up with me now and I absolutely can’t stand the daily feelings I have of such insecurity and anxiety. I have zero self esteem left and my confidence is absolutely in my boots. I just do not know what I’m going to do? I’ve always successfully masked things very well from everyone too but even this is starting to feel like such a massive effort. Friends are all now at a point where their lives are successful and they’re enjoying it. Holidays, no money worries, great jobs. And I’m just a total fucking failure of the highest order with an incredibly stressed husband who I am constantly paranoid about dropping dead.
im so tired.