
Oct 11, 2016, 07:39 PM
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Member Since: Oct 2016
Location: Midwest
Posts: 64
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Originally Posted by actusreus
By split, I mean kill myself. I have two younger brothers who did, so I'm aware I'm pre-conditioned. I just don't see a way out.
Divorced 5 years ago from the mother of our 4 kids. She cheated horribly, with many men, over four years. Never saw it coming. Thought we were happy. On again off again with her ever since, even while she's been remarried. Can't get past the horror of the things she did, but also can't seem to find anyone else even close to as attractive, funny, smart, etc. No shortage of women along the way, many of whom are probably great, but none of whom I have even the slightest interest in being with long term. Probably dated a hundred women in 5 years. Leads me to strongly believe it's not them, it's me.
Lately I just see things as so bleak. I'm 42 now, and the odds of me finding someone, miraculously, that I like more than her, seems, logically, to be declining. I don't interact with her now, but if i'm honest, I know I'd try to go back to her if she came calling, until I freaked out thinking about stuff and screwed it up. I have 50/50 time with my kids, and honestly, what I think every single morning is that it's only 11 more years until my youngest is 18. I'll feel less horrible about eating a bullet when they're all grown. I'm a successful attorney, have a family who loves me, am tall, handsome, and am very aware of how many people have it much worse. That doesn't change the fact that each day without my kids is spent alone, all day, and every moment is spent wishing I didn't have to keep breathing.
Good lord that sounds dramatic. I know. But it's true. Any advice is appreciated.
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I had brief fleeting moments of wanting to end my life when my husband of 41 years left me 4 months ago. The pain felt nearly unbearable and I couldn't stay in my own skin. But once, years ago, when I had a similar depression, a therapist told me to get something I've always wanted. I bought a horse. Have owned horses for 22 years now, and it is a source of unending joy. So, for you, I can say (only from my own experience) 1) find and get something you absolutely love; and 2) develop those skills that require that you reach out and tell someone about your desperation. AND, in my case, getting the best care and medicine I could at the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, NY was a lifesaver. Godspeed.
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