Seriously, my life is far too messed up to sum up in a small post. I did post a good bit on my profile, then realized I was writing a novel and tried to cut it short.
I feel like giving a "brief rundown" of what's happening would paint things in a light that might not be correct, but if I share it all, we'd literally be here for the next 12 hours.
In July of this year I lost my brother. 6 weeks later, I lost my mother to COVID that she caught at my brother's memorial. Since April I've been having significant marriage "issues" with my spouse of 24 years. And I feel like I'm drowning. I don't know what is me being hella emotional from everything and what is accurate feelings to have. I don't know if the "issues" with my spouse are a product of my mental conditions or if my mental crap is catching a bad rap simply because "Chelle is emotionally unstable..."
I'm beyond tired of being made to feel like I'm wrong for how I feel. I'm tired of being made to feel like everyone is walking on eggshells because I'm "unstable".
Is it really "mentally unstable" to be emotionally devastated when your learning that your spouse of 24 years is NOT who you thought? Or doesn't see YOU how you thought he did? Is it really "mentally unstable" because you aren't okay living in a sexless, roommate/friendship type of marriage?
I know this with my brother and my mom has my emotions so raw right now, but I feel like that has nothing to do with my relationship/marriage. And, as sh**ty as it's going to sound, my marriage issues are what's bothering me most. I'm processing and grieving my brother and mother. I'm doing that in as healthy as a manner as I can. They have passed on, nothing can be done about that, so it's up to us to come to terms with that - on our own.
However, my marriage IS something that can change - one way or the other - and it's not something I can change on my own. And it's those issues that are throwing me in a pit of depression. My anxiety is lingering in the background, begging to come out. I've been - barely - keeping it at bay and managing it. Even in the face of many things that would have sent me in a tail spin. And I just feel, my spouse should be doing everything in his power to help me fix this. And it feels like he never is.
I swear, I don't even know what I want out of this post. I just want to vent, I guess. Know I'm not crazy for feeling this way. Because I feel like I am crazy for feeling this way. Anytime I get sad or upset, it's always passed off as one of my "mental issues" and I'm really damn tired of it. Not everything is a "mental issue" and needs to be treated like momma's about to snap and go to an institute. Sometimes... JUST SOMETIMES... it's because I'm sick of being treated like I don't matter.