Showing posts with label Depressed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Depressed. Show all posts

Friday, 13 August 2010

Weakness

Today I had a chat with a long time friend. She had no idea I am Gay. She soon found out. She didn't judge me, she was very comforting. We discussed my present situation with my mouthy self centered daughter. She gave me some tips on how to approach my husband. She could also see from how upset I was that if I didn't do some thing, say some thing soon... I would and still might be heading for a nervous break down. So tonight I had a quiet chat with my husband, I kept my voice low. I had no plans of letting tears flow down my face, but it happened anyway. I told him I hadn't been happy for a long time, that I'd been feeling very low-depressed even. I told him that he needs to put our daughter in her place. How can I grow with out his strength behind me. I also told him that I will go to the doctors if I don't improve, does he want me taking Valium? We/ I spoke quietly, voice trembling, tears running.. I think it is a start. I did mention however that should she not improve I will pack her bags and I will throw her out. I am not a violent woman, I would be mortified should she drive to the point of I actually struck her. I can't abide violence of any kind, regardless of how far to the edge I may arrive. I feel relieved in a way but I am sticking to my guns. I said that when she can show me respect I will give it. Simple I would have thought... for a lawyer, not rocket science. The phone rang tonight, I had turned my mobile phone off, the house phone rang, it was her, needing a lift home at some ungodly hour in the morning... I will not be going to collect her. I have made my point, my husband had no idea I was feeling so depressed. I said my piece and left the room. Sitting on the leather couch, he came and sat with me, putting his arm around my shoulders. I haven't been well of late.. I have been up and down so much I've got sea sickness. David at work thinks I'm Bipolar... I may well be. I'm not a hipacondriact either, contrary to what folk might say, for those who say these things, are not my friends. I haven't had a cigarette in just over two weeks, my final attempt at giving up... it's not been easy but I hope I'm getting some where now.