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mdying
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- Apr 18, 2019
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I've dealt with depression since I was 12, but had good years in between, pretty bad ones, but once I hit my 20's things seemed to get better. I met my husband when I was 24 and we had an amazing relationship been together for 9 years now I am 33 got married and had my son, the last two years of our marriage were pure hell because I got so resentful and depressed, I even cheated on him, he took me back but I was so numb had no emotions and felt so depressed with him, I blamed it all on him when it was all me. He is the most caring and amazing husband you could wish for, he works so hard for us. I pushed him to have a second child which he agreed to hoping that it would "bring me back", I got pregnant with twins and I am now 5 months pregnant. He's fought so hard for our relationship the past two years but eventually couldn't take it anymore and said he does not love me anymore and needs to be happy again, this was 5 weeks ago. ALL my life I have dreamed of having a family a husband, and I had that the perfect family and I ruined it, I ruined it and I will never forgive myself for it, we still live together and I've fallen into the deepest depression over the past 5 weeks, unable to leave my bed. Sometimes he makes remarks when I beg and plead that maybe in a few years we will find back together. because we have only been intimate about 3 times in the last 2 years he is also feeling so rejected and has started texting a friend of his he met again and they text each other flirting, he keeps telling me that that has nothing to do with why we didn't work out and that it just feels nice to finally get some attention.
The moment he broke up all my feelings for him came rushing back, I never ever believed we would separate I knew I just had to make it through this rough patch, but it was too long for him and he fell out of love. I feel like dying every single day, my friends say they will come by and talk to me and text me sometimes, but it feels 1000 times worse having someone around. The worst thing is we share kids and will do 50/50 custody so I will constantly see him and him falling in love again, and someone else being so lucky to have such an amazing husband while I cannot even imagine ever loving someone like him and will probably die alone. People say that I have so much to live for, in particular my kids, I love my son and I am sure I will love the twins but I also moved countries to be with my husband he has tons of friends and goes out and seems generally so happy now, while I don't even want to make friends, I literally just want to be with him, and when we were together I didn't feel as dependent on him, i didn't realize how dependent I was. My son is 3 and the twins not even born, soon enough they will call someone else mom and not even make a distinction between us, in all honesty as fucked up as I am they will probably have a much better relationship with whoever my husband ends up with.
I've lost my mother, I've gone through years of hell with an eating disorder as a teenager, but this pain feels worse than anything I have ever experienced. People keep saying it gets better but honestly every day just gets worse. I do not want to live a miserable and sad life without him, I think if he were an asshole that left me I would be able to cope better but knowing that it was ME who ruined everything. I would never hurt myself pregnant, despite these urges, i have no interest in going into an inpatient facility because when I come out I'd probably be hit even worse with reality. But I made a plan that if he really didn't want to reconcile by the time the twins are born and maybe a month or two (which is when he said he would move out, he promised to stay until then) he's being supportive telling me he wants to do everything for me to get better but also feels suffocated when I press him about the future, saying he wants to be single now and who knows. I don't know how much longer I can live in this pain, my doctor put me on 40mg prozac and 0.5 klonopin for anxiety once a day but that's not even helping anymore and I am afraid I will get addicted. they say it's ok to take it in pregnancy since my depression has been so severe. I AM SO LOST AND BROKEN AND THE ONLY REASON I AM HOLDING ON TO LIFE IS THAT I HOPE HE WILL COME BACK. I've been miserable my whole life until i finally had a family and then i screwed up my only happiness.
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The moment he broke up all my feelings for him came rushing back, I never ever believed we would separate I knew I just had to make it through this rough patch, but it was too long for him and he fell out of love. I feel like dying every single day, my friends say they will come by and talk to me and text me sometimes, but it feels 1000 times worse having someone around. The worst thing is we share kids and will do 50/50 custody so I will constantly see him and him falling in love again, and someone else being so lucky to have such an amazing husband while I cannot even imagine ever loving someone like him and will probably die alone. People say that I have so much to live for, in particular my kids, I love my son and I am sure I will love the twins but I also moved countries to be with my husband he has tons of friends and goes out and seems generally so happy now, while I don't even want to make friends, I literally just want to be with him, and when we were together I didn't feel as dependent on him, i didn't realize how dependent I was. My son is 3 and the twins not even born, soon enough they will call someone else mom and not even make a distinction between us, in all honesty as fucked up as I am they will probably have a much better relationship with whoever my husband ends up with.
I've lost my mother, I've gone through years of hell with an eating disorder as a teenager, but this pain feels worse than anything I have ever experienced. People keep saying it gets better but honestly every day just gets worse. I do not want to live a miserable and sad life without him, I think if he were an asshole that left me I would be able to cope better but knowing that it was ME who ruined everything. I would never hurt myself pregnant, despite these urges, i have no interest in going into an inpatient facility because when I come out I'd probably be hit even worse with reality. But I made a plan that if he really didn't want to reconcile by the time the twins are born and maybe a month or two (which is when he said he would move out, he promised to stay until then) he's being supportive telling me he wants to do everything for me to get better but also feels suffocated when I press him about the future, saying he wants to be single now and who knows. I don't know how much longer I can live in this pain, my doctor put me on 40mg prozac and 0.5 klonopin for anxiety once a day but that's not even helping anymore and I am afraid I will get addicted. they say it's ok to take it in pregnancy since my depression has been so severe. I AM SO LOST AND BROKEN AND THE ONLY REASON I AM HOLDING ON TO LIFE IS THAT I HOPE HE WILL COME BACK. I've been miserable my whole life until i finally had a family and then i screwed up my only happiness.
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