...and it's not because I'm 30!
Seriously, I can't begin to describe how relieved I am to be out of my 20's...
But, I can no longer deny that I am depressed. I'm completely overwhelmed and I just can't connect with anyone. It takes so much energy. Thankfully, I've had some consistent connection with a few friends who've been cooking for me. It's a big weight off to not have to "reconnect" or explain things to them. But, it still takes a lot out of me.
I kind of feel like I'm waking from the dead... People ask where I've been, etc and I tell them and I get "yeah, I threw up a couple of times too...and I absolutely could not eat garlic!" I just smile because, really, they don't want to hear about how I thought I was going to die and how much I thought about having an abortion because I couldn't take care of my dds or myself or how I thought about how to get through the next minute and the next.
It just makes it so hard to reach out...
People also think I'm okay because they see me out... but, I have to go out. I have 2 kids and a growing baby that I have to feed. There's only so many people who can cook for us for so many meals. I keep trying to prepare things...but my sense of smell and gag reflex are still so strong.
Nobody wants to hear it. Everyone just wants me to be "fine" and "okay now." I want that too!!
I'm just lost and tired and overwhelmed. The regimen of keeping myself well is exhausting me. I have nothing left over. I feel like I have no internal joy or contentment...just passing external things and even they don't always "work."
I treated myself to a new book that I've really been looking forward to for a long time. I got bored and tired just reading the jacket and flipping through it...
My house...my house... We can't even walk through the basement or the first floor. There is laundry and paper and junk exploding everywhere. Everywhere. And, I do not have the strength or the energy to deal with it. I've been trying to set aside time and break it down into tiny steps...but I just get too tired and nauseous.
Sorry for complaining so much. I know I'm so very negative in our ddc. I hope that will change one of these days. I just really don't know what to do or where to turn. Thanks for listening.
Seriously, I can't begin to describe how relieved I am to be out of my 20's...But, I can no longer deny that I am depressed. I'm completely overwhelmed and I just can't connect with anyone. It takes so much energy. Thankfully, I've had some consistent connection with a few friends who've been cooking for me. It's a big weight off to not have to "reconnect" or explain things to them. But, it still takes a lot out of me.
I kind of feel like I'm waking from the dead... People ask where I've been, etc and I tell them and I get "yeah, I threw up a couple of times too...and I absolutely could not eat garlic!" I just smile because, really, they don't want to hear about how I thought I was going to die and how much I thought about having an abortion because I couldn't take care of my dds or myself or how I thought about how to get through the next minute and the next.
It just makes it so hard to reach out...
People also think I'm okay because they see me out... but, I have to go out. I have 2 kids and a growing baby that I have to feed. There's only so many people who can cook for us for so many meals. I keep trying to prepare things...but my sense of smell and gag reflex are still so strong.
Nobody wants to hear it. Everyone just wants me to be "fine" and "okay now." I want that too!!
I'm just lost and tired and overwhelmed. The regimen of keeping myself well is exhausting me. I have nothing left over. I feel like I have no internal joy or contentment...just passing external things and even they don't always "work."
I treated myself to a new book that I've really been looking forward to for a long time. I got bored and tired just reading the jacket and flipping through it...
My house...my house... We can't even walk through the basement or the first floor. There is laundry and paper and junk exploding everywhere. Everywhere. And, I do not have the strength or the energy to deal with it. I've been trying to set aside time and break it down into tiny steps...but I just get too tired and nauseous.
Sorry for complaining so much. I know I'm so very negative in our ddc. I hope that will change one of these days. I just really don't know what to do or where to turn. Thanks for listening.







to you.

: (yes I actually had someone complain that I wouldn't "let them in"!) After my son was born my peach of a MIL sat me down to "talk" and proceeded to say that I hadn't been over the house since such-and-such a date and that I don't like her. Yeah, ummm, I was over her house 3 weeks before for a holiday and spent most of the time lying down in another room because the food was making me nauseaus and I didn't want to throw up the food I'd worked to put in my body. That's besides the point because she KNEW I was sick, but still acted as though it was a personal attack on her that I wasn't up to going anywhere! I hardly left the house except for midwife & chiropractor appointments.
I'm so sorry you're experiencing this. I can't imagine how difficult hyperemesis is, and how incredibly life-upsetting it must be.