I was married to a beautiful intelligent incredible woman, everything was going great. She got her dream job and I was so happy for her. For the first few weeks before I went to work I would make her lunch and pack it in a little paper bag and write little love letters on them. Overtime I started losing intrest in her. It was like a dimmer switch in my head, that every week that past and I saw she did not necesarily need me, it was like I started distancing myself. Eventrually it all just fell apart. I wanted nothing but to be with her, I still love her but I have no emotional intensity toward her. She told me that I am her soulmate and that she has no interest in finding another man. If we cant be together, she would rather be single. I want to feel that intense pasion for her so bad. I feel like ripping the bones out of my chest and pulling my heart out. It is killing me.
fast forward to now
For the past 16 months I have been with an addict, a cheater, and a liar who is unemployeed. A month ago she got high "butt dialed" me and cheated on me. I heard everything. EVERYTHING. This rocked me to my core. I left her... the first few days were hard... the following days were impossible. I got back together with her, after I had to beg her for forgivness, because I made her cheat on me. I was not there for her, I didnt show enough attention, so on and so forth. Now she is telling me she wants to have a baby with me. I finally decided to see someone. I am working with a pyscologist now, but at this point its all so new. I have no coping methods, I have nothing but pain, resentment, sadness, anxiety and depression.
I have never posted in a group like this so I am not sure what the protocol is, if I made a mistake, forgive me and let me know how I should do this.
Has Anybody ever Recovered from PTSD, Anxiety and Depression and How did You do It ?? Thank You for Your Input Really need Help Sincerely Ann
I don’t want to waste your time with my nonsense. There are many people out there who don’t understand depression. Those who care about ones who actually suffer from it, those who acknowledge it, but don’t know what to do in such situations, and those who don’t give a crap. I just wish those people would know that they don’t have to try so hard. Sure, depression makes people feel so...