ShanaMama
05-25-2007, 12:12 AM
Something is wrong with me & I can't seem to snap out of it. For the last couple of weeks I have been extremely moody. Every so often (about once a day) a black cloud just descends (sp?) over me & literally overtakes me. No matter how hard I try to fight it I just can't snap out of it.
When I'm in this mood I alternate between feeling horribly sad & horribly angry. Either I feel like crawling under the blanket to cry & can barely hold myself back from bursting into tears in public, or I am impossibly obnoxious, snappy & sarcastic. I take it all out on DH. I just can't believe the insensitivity he showed by doing x & I literally lash out at him. Not shouting, but in a quiet hurtful way.
As I'm doing this I'm hating myself because I know he is trying his best & the poor guy is walking on eggshells. Nothing he says or does is right- he's just at the whim of this psycho witch. At the same time, I wish he'd show a little more affection (he does show plenty) & tell me how much he loves me. While I'm ranting & raving at him.Or as soon as I'm done.
I described the way I'm feeling to DH like this: It's like you're in a deep dark pit, so deep you can't even see the light. The walls are steep so you can't even try to climb out. You just lay there on the bottom wishing you could disappear. Whenever you aren't in the pit, you are walking along the path & the rest of the world is enjoying the sunshine. But you are always watching out for the shadows & looking at your feet, because you know the pit is very close. You are constantly fighting to stay above ground, because once you start sliding down it's practically impossible to catch your balance & get over the sheer walls. All your energy is used up just trying to stay out of the pit & worrying about falling back in.
I can't seem to get back in control, nor do I want to when I'm feeling so horrible. I just want to disappear- run away from all my responsibility & stop being so practical. I haven't done anything to hurt DD & luckily she's too young to notice Mommy's moods. I just try my best to sugarcoat my depressed voice & talk nicely to her. But I have very little patience for her & no more reserves of energy or strength do draw from.
I've been seeing a therapist for almost a year for other issues. I was doing very well & this came up since my last appt. She's on vacation now, but I'm going to try to move up my next appt to see her as soon as she gets back. I am terrified to talk about this because I am scared that it's something worse than depression. Mental illness runs in my family & I keep imagining all these horrible diagnoses. I've felt this way before, but to a much lesser degree & it always resolved more quickly.
None of my friends or family picked up on anything yet, because I either talk to them when I'm in an ok mood or avoid their calls. Or I just fake it to the best of my ability. I'm going to work tomorrow, although I have no interest. DH rightly thinks I'll feel worse at home. At work I just fake my way through the day & cry on the way home. I wish I could go to Florida on the way home, and just stay there for a good long while.
I've never felt this horrible- even thru all my moodiness while pregnant or on BCP. I know I need help & I can't manage anymore. I hate being this way & feel guilty all the time. I keep wanting to do research on the symptoms of depression, but I'm honestly scared of what I'll find.
Although I'm crying, it has been very cathartic typing this. I think I'll print it out & take it to my therapist. Typing to an audience of supportive anonymous people is somehow much easier than talking it out. So thank you for that.
When I'm in this mood I alternate between feeling horribly sad & horribly angry. Either I feel like crawling under the blanket to cry & can barely hold myself back from bursting into tears in public, or I am impossibly obnoxious, snappy & sarcastic. I take it all out on DH. I just can't believe the insensitivity he showed by doing x & I literally lash out at him. Not shouting, but in a quiet hurtful way.
As I'm doing this I'm hating myself because I know he is trying his best & the poor guy is walking on eggshells. Nothing he says or does is right- he's just at the whim of this psycho witch. At the same time, I wish he'd show a little more affection (he does show plenty) & tell me how much he loves me. While I'm ranting & raving at him.Or as soon as I'm done.
I described the way I'm feeling to DH like this: It's like you're in a deep dark pit, so deep you can't even see the light. The walls are steep so you can't even try to climb out. You just lay there on the bottom wishing you could disappear. Whenever you aren't in the pit, you are walking along the path & the rest of the world is enjoying the sunshine. But you are always watching out for the shadows & looking at your feet, because you know the pit is very close. You are constantly fighting to stay above ground, because once you start sliding down it's practically impossible to catch your balance & get over the sheer walls. All your energy is used up just trying to stay out of the pit & worrying about falling back in.
I can't seem to get back in control, nor do I want to when I'm feeling so horrible. I just want to disappear- run away from all my responsibility & stop being so practical. I haven't done anything to hurt DD & luckily she's too young to notice Mommy's moods. I just try my best to sugarcoat my depressed voice & talk nicely to her. But I have very little patience for her & no more reserves of energy or strength do draw from.
I've been seeing a therapist for almost a year for other issues. I was doing very well & this came up since my last appt. She's on vacation now, but I'm going to try to move up my next appt to see her as soon as she gets back. I am terrified to talk about this because I am scared that it's something worse than depression. Mental illness runs in my family & I keep imagining all these horrible diagnoses. I've felt this way before, but to a much lesser degree & it always resolved more quickly.
None of my friends or family picked up on anything yet, because I either talk to them when I'm in an ok mood or avoid their calls. Or I just fake it to the best of my ability. I'm going to work tomorrow, although I have no interest. DH rightly thinks I'll feel worse at home. At work I just fake my way through the day & cry on the way home. I wish I could go to Florida on the way home, and just stay there for a good long while.
I've never felt this horrible- even thru all my moodiness while pregnant or on BCP. I know I need help & I can't manage anymore. I hate being this way & feel guilty all the time. I keep wanting to do research on the symptoms of depression, but I'm honestly scared of what I'll find.
Although I'm crying, it has been very cathartic typing this. I think I'll print it out & take it to my therapist. Typing to an audience of supportive anonymous people is somehow much easier than talking it out. So thank you for that.