Hi - I'm new and desparate for support
Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 5:51 pm
Hi
things are so bad at the minute I'm in such a bad place. I lost my mum 6 years ago and my big sister was such a support to me both then and when I had my kids (4 and 1). But then my dad and my sister died within 5 weeks of each other at the begining of the year. I feel so lost without my sister. Losing her has been the worst thing that ever happened to me as I was closer to her than anyone except my husband. So now all my original family are gone. And I've done a pretty good job of pushing all my friends away over the past few months.
I've been seeing my local mental health nurse since Feb but she thinks my depression is getting more severe if anything, despite trying several anti-depressants - apparently I'm drug resistant! But the thing that has really broken me now is my husband. I know it's hard for anyone who hasn't had depression to understand but I thought he was supportive and that he loved me as much as I love him. We've been together for 22 years and like I say have 2 kids. But at the weekend he got mad at me for spending too much money (as I'm not contributing right now as I'm off work cos some days I can barely function). Now I know I tend to shop when I'm feeling down, and I do often spend more than I can afford on my own but it's things for the kids and the house and it hasn't left us unable to pay bills or even left us overdrawn. And it's something I've always done. I took £200 out of our joint account to help pay some bills and his reaction has been staggering. He accused me of stealing, made jibes about divorcing me and was so petty and nasty to me in front of the kids I went and lay down in bed and pulled the quilt over my head (my usual way of dealing with things these days!) After a while he came up and told me he thought I was putting my depression on to get out of work and acting looney to get away with stealing and if I didn't get up he'd call the nurse and tell her to commit me to the local mental hospital (he knows I'm terrified of this as I've told him before) and even went as far as to call me a worthless piece of **excrement** in front of the kids.
I'm just so dazed I don't know what to do. It's like he despises me. He spoke with so much venom. I though he loved me and while I know he doesn't like that I spend money so freely it's like he actually hates me. I thought he was my best friend, my family, my rock. I just can't deal with this on top of everything else. I just so want the pain to end. I so wanted to escape that I took a load of sleeping tablets last month, not planning to kill myself but just to gain oblivion for a while and ended up in hospital. But since the weekend I've just been thinking more and more of killing myself as I just can't take anymore of feeling like this and now the person I thought loved me thinks I'm as worthless as I do. But I have 2 little kids who depend on me so how can I leave them? How can i even think it?
I know this goes on for ever and I don't know if anyone will be bothered to read it all but I have to get it out some way and I don't have anyone I can tell - I'm too hurt and humiliated even to tell my nurse.
So anyway hi everyone!
things are so bad at the minute I'm in such a bad place. I lost my mum 6 years ago and my big sister was such a support to me both then and when I had my kids (4 and 1). But then my dad and my sister died within 5 weeks of each other at the begining of the year. I feel so lost without my sister. Losing her has been the worst thing that ever happened to me as I was closer to her than anyone except my husband. So now all my original family are gone. And I've done a pretty good job of pushing all my friends away over the past few months.
I've been seeing my local mental health nurse since Feb but she thinks my depression is getting more severe if anything, despite trying several anti-depressants - apparently I'm drug resistant! But the thing that has really broken me now is my husband. I know it's hard for anyone who hasn't had depression to understand but I thought he was supportive and that he loved me as much as I love him. We've been together for 22 years and like I say have 2 kids. But at the weekend he got mad at me for spending too much money (as I'm not contributing right now as I'm off work cos some days I can barely function). Now I know I tend to shop when I'm feeling down, and I do often spend more than I can afford on my own but it's things for the kids and the house and it hasn't left us unable to pay bills or even left us overdrawn. And it's something I've always done. I took £200 out of our joint account to help pay some bills and his reaction has been staggering. He accused me of stealing, made jibes about divorcing me and was so petty and nasty to me in front of the kids I went and lay down in bed and pulled the quilt over my head (my usual way of dealing with things these days!) After a while he came up and told me he thought I was putting my depression on to get out of work and acting looney to get away with stealing and if I didn't get up he'd call the nurse and tell her to commit me to the local mental hospital (he knows I'm terrified of this as I've told him before) and even went as far as to call me a worthless piece of **excrement** in front of the kids.
I'm just so dazed I don't know what to do. It's like he despises me. He spoke with so much venom. I though he loved me and while I know he doesn't like that I spend money so freely it's like he actually hates me. I thought he was my best friend, my family, my rock. I just can't deal with this on top of everything else. I just so want the pain to end. I so wanted to escape that I took a load of sleeping tablets last month, not planning to kill myself but just to gain oblivion for a while and ended up in hospital. But since the weekend I've just been thinking more and more of killing myself as I just can't take anymore of feeling like this and now the person I thought loved me thinks I'm as worthless as I do. But I have 2 little kids who depend on me so how can I leave them? How can i even think it?
I know this goes on for ever and I don't know if anyone will be bothered to read it all but I have to get it out some way and I don't have anyone I can tell - I'm too hurt and humiliated even to tell my nurse.
So anyway hi everyone!