After spending 12+ years suffering from depression, I have come to the end of my rope from the lack of understanding by my husband, family and so called friends.
My husband spends most of his time playing golf, riding his bike or going to the gym. When he's home, he watches tv at the opposite end of the house. My son and daughter are both married and have their own lives to live. The only time I hear from any of them is when they want/need something from me.
The hurt and pain I feel is almost unbearable. Lately my days have been spent in my bedroom. I do emerge from there to take care of my two dachshunds, feed myself and go to the bathroom... no self care... just sleep to escape the pain and loneliness. My wish is that this 62 year old wife/mother/nana/dachshund mom can find a place where peace and happiness reign and to everyone else that suffers from this dreaded disease as well.
