I feel incredibly un-grateful and selfish and all those other self-pitying feelings I get sometimes. I am just writing this as it might make me feel better BUT I don't need anyone to reply and I will be surprised if they do. I mean that. I know you all have your own issues far greater than mine.
As some might know, I suffer from depression and it doesn't matter what good things come my way, I am still painfully aware of sliding down a hole. I don't tell anyone, I just shout at myself and clamber back up quietly. I think my husband is aware of this as I am very un-talkative. (I'm too busy trying to self-counsel!) He goes quiet too and we don't talk. Its horrible but I am unable to express my feelings and fears to anyone. Thats why I'm sitting here typing. Its easy now to speak to all of you faceless kind people.
I went to bed last night, hoping I wouldn't wake up this morning. Selfish I know, I don't need anyone to tell me how happy I should be, expecting a baby soon. This morning I woke up with hells jaws embracing me again. But because I'm me, I just placed my mask on and pretended to be feeling good. Depression is a strange thing. I can see why they call it 'the black dog'! I have been thinking about drinking alot lately. We have nothing in the house to drink except Baileys. So I poured myself 3 huge glasses of that and felt rebellious! The thing is ....when life gets boring, all the excesses get interesting. Thats what I find. I am working on some silk-painting at the moment and I keep looking at it and thinking....later. I can't seem to do anything to make this feeling better. Its like, I'm waiting for it to pass.
When I was taking anti-depressants I was able to cope well but obviously I had to stop them for the babys sake. I think I should take the bull by the horns and go to the GP after I've had the baby and speak my mind. I have to be brave and not feel ashamed of feeling like this. Its too tiring. My poor head is crying out for help and I keep ignoring it.
Thanks for listening....if you are.
Bella xxxx
P.S. I keep a scrap book of things, pictures, words I find interesting.
This is something that I found today that someone wrote.
"Everything that happens to you in your life is there to teach you something, and the awful things will teach you far more than the happy things. The key is to accept what has happened. Then you are free, and you will be ready to cope with the next thing."
I used to drink to deal with all the bad things. Things I can't even talk about to anyone. Maybe because my prop has gone, there is nothing to hide behind, nowhere to escape to. BUT, facing things with a clear head has got to be the only way forward.....hasn't it?
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