My sister died last year. During the last months of her life, I was deeply involved with her caretaking. After her death, it seems that my personal support system has fallen apart, and that I'm clinging to the shreds of it with desperation. My parents are both elderly and suffering their own depression. They are still married. I think my dad would like it if I visited more, with my son, or on my own, but my mom is so miserable she pretty much blocks us out unless it's absolutely necessary that I come over.
I do not speak to my sister's husband or son. My ex brother in law left my sister's ashes in the funeral home for months rather than bringing her home. I found out that it was because he had his girlfriend move in with him and my nephew not long after my sister died. Sorry to hold a grudge, but that was the last straw of several unforgivable behaviors that I witnessed during my time at their house. My nephew is left hanging because though I encourage him to reach out if he needs help, he prefers not to do so. He and I lost contact after we spread my sister's ashes (after I picked her up from the funeral home). It's not that I don't want to talk to my nephew, I just don't know how to...especially after realizing how adrift he is and that he is not getting any help from his father, whatsoever. It's almost a case of not wanting to be involved in any more of their family drama.
I gave up on counting on my inlaws for any support years ago, when I went to them for suggestions with problems Husband and I were having and was told it was unimportant.
During all of this my own husband (of 16 years) and son were supportive of me, as were my coworkers. However, in the last year or so, I have noticed that it seems like I'm only visible to my husband in terms of the things I don't do. Same with my coworkers. I work my ass off to keep up with the household responsibilities and the workload at my office, and never get a thank you. Instead, I just get handed more shit to deal with. Literally and figuratively. (the literal: we have two dogs of which I am the sole pooper scooper, and apparently, our failing septic system is my problem to try and fix. the figurative: everyone else's problems)
Husband and I used to be absolute best friends. We have grown so far apart that I don't even know who he is anymore, much less myself. It's a struggle to find anything in common with him other than our son. Lately we don't even spend much time together. I've been informed that my presence is more of a stress and a nuisance than a joy, when I took the time to sit down with DH and ask him some questions about where he's coming from lately. He is going through a very stressful time at work, so I understand the need to not "people" to some extent.
All in all, I have grown very frustrated, resentful and depressed. I'm mentally and emotionally exhausted. I spend too much time thinking that I'm not good enough. (this is an extreme 180 degree swing from my usual state of huge ego / overconfidence)
Constantly trying to break down the barrier between myself and my husband and being constantly rejected is burning me out. There is no overt abuse or animosity between Husband and I. On the surface, we're functional and deal with the day to day logistics of family life all right. The underlying apathy is the problem.
I'm tired of being the instigator and catalyst of everything, from trying to work on my marriage to organizing get togethers with friends or family. I have noticed that when I don't reach out, nobody checks in or reaches out to me. Example: I could fall off Facebook for months and not get one "Are you ok?" from any of that superficial network. It seems that the only time I truly get noticed by anyone other than my son, it's due to something I have not done.
My son is 13...I do not wish to create an unhealthy relationship with him also....I cannot heap all my emotional well being onto his shoulders. I want to avoid that at all costs. It looks like my sister did that to my nephew, and it ended up crippling his maturity. No way do I wish to repeat her mistakes!
I don't know how to get past this impasse in my life.