JEKBreatheandBelieve
Diamond Member
After church today there was a going away party for some members. It got really loud. I fled to outside. I couldn't stand it. I wanted to sit somewhere quiet outside, but there were already a couple of people there and I felt like I was intruding so I wandered the parking lot.
On the way back, we drove by my therapist's new office. I was able to see where to park and where the door is. It's at her house so it was really weird for me to be driving by. I felt like I was stalking her. My husband thought this would be helpful and I guess it was, but I am freaking out more now.
When we got home from church my younger son was tired and his brother shut him out of his room so he came to me crying. I held him and rocked him. And I realized that my baby was 7 months old when my life fell apart. I suddenly realized that I have been living like this for almost 2 years. And I cried and cried right along with my 2 year old.
All I want to do is be alone. I hate so much right now. I know I have been here before and I know it will pass, but I am not doing well. I HATE this feeling of sadness. I hate not feeling like I fit in anywhere. I hate that I feel like I am missing life and that I I feel like there is nothing I can do about it. I try, but trying doesn't seem to be getting anywhere. I just keep wanting to hide away more and more. And I feel guilty that I put all the burden on my husband and then I hate myself more. I just want to get to "better", but I don't believe there ever will be a "better". And so I just keep asking why? Why me? Why anyone? Why?
On the way back, we drove by my therapist's new office. I was able to see where to park and where the door is. It's at her house so it was really weird for me to be driving by. I felt like I was stalking her. My husband thought this would be helpful and I guess it was, but I am freaking out more now.
When we got home from church my younger son was tired and his brother shut him out of his room so he came to me crying. I held him and rocked him. And I realized that my baby was 7 months old when my life fell apart. I suddenly realized that I have been living like this for almost 2 years. And I cried and cried right along with my 2 year old.
All I want to do is be alone. I hate so much right now. I know I have been here before and I know it will pass, but I am not doing well. I HATE this feeling of sadness. I hate not feeling like I fit in anywhere. I hate that I feel like I am missing life and that I I feel like there is nothing I can do about it. I try, but trying doesn't seem to be getting anywhere. I just keep wanting to hide away more and more. And I feel guilty that I put all the burden on my husband and then I hate myself more. I just want to get to "better", but I don't believe there ever will be a "better". And so I just keep asking why? Why me? Why anyone? Why?