Anyone?? How is your day? What is making you feel sad, angry, depressed, lonely....
I feel crappy....REALLY lonely, sad, angry...all of them. I just feel like nothing I do or say is right and that I am unwanted here and everywhere else...Please, VENT AWAY!! Let me know I am not alone.
There have been so many days when I've felt exactly like you describe. You are not alone.
My feelings started when dh's job transfer required a move to a new state where I knew no one. Top that off with a baby who seemed to cry ALL THE TIME, and you might begin to get the picture. Sometimes, the only light at the end of the tunnel is realizing that it's gotta get better; it can't get any worse. Then, when it does get worse, you can look back on "the good old days." Cherish those moments when you're alone to enjoy simple pleasures...write in a journal, eat some ice cream, watch the sunrise. They can't take it ALL away from you. Don't let 'em.
What's bothering you? What is it that you said that wasn't right? Why do you feel unwanted?
Had dd 20 months ago and it was a hard time (she was a 29 week preemie and was in the NICU for 11 weeks) I still struggle with post traumatic stress from the very horrible birth experience (emergency c section)
My dh and I really struggled in our marriage and we did marriage counseling. I thought we had really made progress, but since we stopped the counseling, everything has gotten back to the way it was before (he's quite distant and associates dd and I with "duties" not joy, kwim?)
I've really been struggling the last couple of weeks. I miss my dh at his best. I miss my friends. I have a very minimal support network. All my friends down here just aren't great friends! More like "occasional-lunch-buddies"
I feel you!
|What's bothering you? What is it that you said that wasn't right? Why do you feel unwanted?|
I am just not going to give my feelings on touchy issues anymore. I end up looking bad, because people love to twist words. Besides, I have enough sorrows in my life right now, without having to worry about losing face on the internet.
and although you say you get flamed here at MDC, i dont, at least not alot, but i am dismissed. no matter the subject either.....
i am exhausted, i swear i have been tired since 1987. i am alone all week, with no one except my kids. my husband works long hours. i work weekends, my only time that i am an adult, able to talk with other women, etc. however, the job is stressfull....jaw-crushingly so. sigh. i am also bored. pathetic, right.
still i come here for the company of other moms.
stay true to yourself.
Moving is tough - especially with kids! I hope it gets better for those who have moved recently.
I'm doing better emotionally, but physically I'm a mess, and I'm not taking care of it.
And Bladestar - Before I moved out here - I think it was last summer or so - I was getting hate mails re my posts on Activism and re my former location (wrongly relating my location to a certain inevitable snobbiness). Try not to take it to heart. We should pity the women who feel the need to be mean; they have problems.
Blade, When I read your last post, I heard you loud and clear. I have also felt unappreciated and bitter because I seem to always stop doing what I'm doing to help someone else. Just be sure you appreciate yourself, because sometimes you'll be the only one who does, but that's OK. Treat yourself well, because if Mama's not happy, then nobody's happy!
Some moms here told me about FlyLady.net to help me get my house in order. It went way beyond that and helped me to jump start my life and get things going in the direction that I wanted them to. You might want to check it out. Fly stands for finally loving yourself.
I also need lots of personal space, and take any opportunity to get it... here on the computer, or elsewhere.
Any issue can be a touchy issue. Keep saying what you want to say. I've also been flamed and dismissed. It's hard to forget it. It just keeps gnawing at me.
You can keep everyone's best interest at hand, and you count, too! If people want something from you, they'll probably ask. If not, consider yourself off the hook.
I agree with sweetbaby, stay true to yourself.
I am so all of these I feel like I am going to explode and who wants to listen - nobody. I'm not one for the internet because it is hard to describe feelings without hearing the tone or seeing body language, but I thought I'd give it a try. I used to look forward to the weekends, but now now one days goes into another. I really don't like TV but between that and books that's it. I do have to force myself to go out. When I am in I want to go out and vice versa. Today I was so upset I didn't know whether I would cry, pass out or get sick. It's gotten worse since my aunt or godmother passed away last month and I was close, but that's not the issue, just the straw that broke the camel's back, so to speak.
I even tried to make a purchase and that ended up to be a problem and became such a mess that the store wrote me and said they wouldn't take my order now. I can't even make a simple purchase without a disaster. Maybe this is way too much information, but right now I have no one else and this is how I feel - empty. Yesterday I didn't get out of bed practically the entire day. Please don't write and tell me that' not good because I know it.
we, or I, reach out from a vulnerable place. People often don't respond with kindness. Like sharks sensing blood in the water.
Awful place to be, you aren't alone, others have experienced this. Small solace, I know.
Just, you are in pain, most of us suffer without the support of trusted friends and/ or family. Nothing wrong with you as a person, my two cents.
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