Hi guys!
On Friday evening, I asked my husband what he was thinking about. I thought he would say something about his dad who is sitting in a bed in hospice care. Instead he told me that he wasn't sure he loved me anymore, and wasn't sure he wanted to stay married. I thought that between my sisters and I, I was the one who had a solid marriage. I guess not.
Have you ever known you hit rock bottom? KNow you need to talk to somebody, but at the same time try to respect your husband who said that therapists were a waste of money. I hit that place a while ago. Pretty sure I have been depressed for years, but never had an official diagnosis. Knew I wanted to talk to somebody, but do not feel like my thoughts would be listened to, or heard, or understood. I was afraid if I did talk to somebody, I would upset my husband because of what he said earlier. I didn't want to badmouth my husband to somebody I knew and put a bad taste in their mouths for him.
Saturday morning, after very little sleep, I did convince him to go eat breakfast with me. I think we had some good conversation, but still not heading in the direction I want. I have told him that I am not done with our marriage, and I still want to fight for it. He is not sure I can change.
Some complaints about me that I have heard in the past few days.
- I'm mad at everybody.
- I act like a child, throwing fits, or angry all the time.
- I just want to save my marriage because he has been mine for 20 years, and I don't want to give up a good thing.
- He is not my 5th child (we have 3 boys and a girl together), I am his 5th child.
- He is not stupid.
- He does not need a hearing aid.
- I hate his family.
I am sure there are others, but I cannot remember all of them right now. Honestly I am trying to keep a smile on my face because his dad is dying and our kids don't know. Our kids are asking questions about a vacation we have planned next month with his brother and wife. I have asked him if there is somebody else, and he says he is talking to friends online, but not in a physical relationship with anybody.
I brought up that when we first starting talking about getting engaged I told him at the beginning that divorce was not on the table. I went through that as a child and cannot do that to my kids. 21 years ago, he agreed with me. Friday night, he didn't think that was a worthy statement anymore.
When I mentioned at breakfast the other day that I felt I had needed mental help for a while and what he said about therapists and psychologists, he claimed he said he would talk to somebody about getting me help. I don't remember that. I do remember the comment about them being a waste of money. Told me he would check into somebody at work with his chaplain services.
I know he is struggling too. Not just with his dad, but with things I have said, that I never knew were hurtful to him. I cannot say that I ever considered my husband to be a 5th child. Cannot say that I ever really said it. But I did not defend him. I have mentioned a hearing aid before. Don't understand how he can hear a clock ticking in the next room, but cannot hear me when I am sitting next to him.
Have I had a lot of issues with being mad at people, at work, at church, and from time to time with my kids. Yes. I try to keep it in. I try to keep calm. There are days that I just cannot. I have read that sudden outbursts can be a symptom of depression. Some days I come home and have to beg my kids to give me some time alone so I can chill, and I know it takes me longer than it should sometimes.
I have never thought he is stupid. He is brilliant and can come up with comebacks and pull of some amazing things. He plays word games all the time and has an amazing vocabulary. I have struggled with somethings though. He can be forgetful, as can I. He wants to be reminded, but can get upset if I remind him because He knows.
I do not hate his family. I have been frustrated with them from time to time. I don't understand some of their ways, but I love his family. They have been more of a family to me that my own has been in some situations.
Honestly, I don't even know where I am going with this. I want to talk to somebody. He has not told me about any services that the chaplain services at his work can offer, (to be fair, with Memorial Day, he has only had a day and a half to check) and I can't afford a real therapist. I also don't want to upset him by paying for one. I have tried searching for free ones, but there never gets me anywhere.
I did pick up "The Love Dare" and start that since he told me this on Friday. Today is day 5. I am not expecting a miracle overnight. I know it will take some time. But I am struggling with sitting here in silence, and I am not a very good waiter.
I am praying for my husband, praying for my marriage, praying for his dad and his mom. I am holding on to a thought that my pastor's wife posted on social media the other day that said "ONE DAY YOU'LL TELL YOUR STORY OF HOW YOU'VE OVERCOME WHAT YOU'RE GOING THROUGH OW, AND IT WILL BECOME PART OF SOMEONE ELSE'S SURVIVAL GUIDE". I know she didn't post it for me, because she is going through her own issues, but I feel God showed it to me because I needed to read it. I am also holding on to the lyrics of "While I'm Waiting" and my favorite Bible Verse which God brought to me when I miscarried a twin - Isaiah 40:31 - "But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint."
I think all I need right now is somebody to come along beside me. Somebody to let me cry on their shoulder and pray with me. I may need other things right now also, but I wouldn't know what they are.