I am a 41 year old mom and me-maw. I have never clinically diagnosed with depression. I never wanted to seek help, other than from a primary physician. Your post peaked my interest because I am currently selling some of my mom and grandma's china along with other china we bought in thrift stores years ago. I feel bad about it because I think it is beautiful.
I am lucky to have 5 generations my grandma, mom,me, my daughter and granddaughter still living and here I am selling heirlooms on E-Bay.
I am doing it out of desperation as I am not working and my husband was laid off from his Eagle Ford Shale job. It sucks. Now that I feel I have hit rock bottom and want help (mental help) I can't get it. I have medicaid and the only resource is to wait in line at 8am at our local MHMR. I can't do that.
Why? I live in a small town and am trying to get work in the school district.
I am a certified teacher who was happy to stay home and homeschool my 10 year old, but due to the circumstances I need to work, but how?
I am constantly an emotional wreck. I am rambling on. This is my 1rst response. Look I guess we can just keep struggling along and lift each other up when we can.
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Originally Posted by Ol Possum
Hubby and I are very different. In some ways this is good, I've grown a lot over the last 30 years. In other ways, not so much. I feel very isolated and alone. He and my daughter informed me this last weekend they were selling my china. I realize it is just stuff. It was also a gift from my grandfather for my wedding. We added to it. Used it on a couple of occasions but don't really use it right now. Daughter doesn't want to inherit it. The thing is, I'm not ready to let go. When I said I wasn't comfortable they told me I already agreed. I had agreed to sell what we had added on, but that was after some argument. Now, it seems that meant I agreed with everything. Not only that, I was asked to justify keeping it. It made me feel so small and worthless. How can I justify owning anything? How can I justify living? I don't really do anything either. So now the house is silent. I have no idea if they sold the china or not. I quit taking my medications for Lupus. Surprisingly, they seem to already be having an effect. I slept a solid 15 hours and woke with a horrible migraine. I don't even know what I'm doing. I'm angry, hurt and have no one I feel comfortable turning to. My husband was supposed to be my partner, my friend.
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