I can't believe I finally have broke down enough to find a place to vent and try to get myself back on the right track. Actually this seems to optimistic for me right now.
I am a legal advocate, a mother of four, grandma of two. I am used to helping everyone else ALL of the time. In fact I see the posts subjects below this one and emmediately want to offer some guidence.... ironic.
I am exhausted. My marraige sucks, I have to get my 2 younger boys and get away from here so that they will be raised with morals and virtue, as it stands the example of their father (although not a drinker and does work) is going to turn them into men with out discipline or character.
I can't hardly bring myself to get off the couch in the morning. My weight is getting up there, I am so depressed the last few weeks especially. I feel no hope for the future. And when HOPE is lost, there is nothing left.
HOPE is the greatest tool in keeping someone going, I am sure if any one is reading this they agree. When hope is gone, there is little left to wake up for each day.
As long as I am with my negative, life sucking, husband, my life with never go any farther than it is... barely making it from payday to payday. The boys will not grow up with any values at all, and I will never succeed at my once high goals for myself.
I have left before. STrangely when I have left with in days I was accomplishing so much, and even losing weight quickly. I was happy. But financially there it is nearly impossible for me to go. I have tried those shelters but am far to independent to stay at such places with government rules and regulations. In fact, staying in those places merely holds me back from recovering instead of moving forward.
I know this because I have twice left him and stayed iwth my parents. Although they can be negative and I can't stand living un-independently... I accomplished so much during the times I stayed there.
I saw a glimpse of life again. The sun in the morning, enjoyed afternoon summer thundershowers, and saw the future with hope. Eventually each time I got my own place here in town and slowly but surely my kid's daddy worked his way into our lives... mostly because financially I couldn't handle it on my own and he would come to visit with paychecks and money for bills.... next thing I knew I was depending on that money to feed the kids and he was back in the house.
I know now that I will have to relocate to another town in order to start another new life and try to find happiness and hope again. See Charlie sucks any happiness away from those around him. He has a cloud of oppression that hangs over him and this ill effects all those in his company... especially his family.
I can't believe I am this person today. I have always had great ambition, independence, and a great desire to excell in life. The longer I stay with him the more I get swallowed down a dark whole and can't find the rope to pull myself out.
I still manage to help some with advocacy, ironically while he is at work, but my abilities even in this department are dwindling as my drive is quickly diminishing to nothing.
I have to find that tenacity (right word?) or that creative resillience (sp) I once had where I could get myself OUT of anything negative and move on to better things. But I can't find that... motivation. I am just too bogged down.
I sit here, while my youngest sleeps, and look at my really messy house with my migraine bearing down on me. I DONT LIVE LIKE THIS! WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME.
I purchased a swim pass for the kids and I at the local swimming pool to get healthy excersize and improve my mental health, however I find that when we do go, I have to drag myself there and can't wait for the end of the session... this is not ME.
Where did I go?
Somehow I have lost who I am in a deep despair.
If anyone is listening, thanks, if not... a message to myself:
You are better than this, YOU are strong, YOU can do it, YOU can overcome... YOU have always the ability to overcome incredible odds, don't lose this even as you age.
Thanks
SQ
I am a legal advocate, a mother of four, grandma of two. I am used to helping everyone else ALL of the time. In fact I see the posts subjects below this one and emmediately want to offer some guidence.... ironic.
I am exhausted. My marraige sucks, I have to get my 2 younger boys and get away from here so that they will be raised with morals and virtue, as it stands the example of their father (although not a drinker and does work) is going to turn them into men with out discipline or character.
I can't hardly bring myself to get off the couch in the morning. My weight is getting up there, I am so depressed the last few weeks especially. I feel no hope for the future. And when HOPE is lost, there is nothing left.
HOPE is the greatest tool in keeping someone going, I am sure if any one is reading this they agree. When hope is gone, there is little left to wake up for each day.
As long as I am with my negative, life sucking, husband, my life with never go any farther than it is... barely making it from payday to payday. The boys will not grow up with any values at all, and I will never succeed at my once high goals for myself.
I have left before. STrangely when I have left with in days I was accomplishing so much, and even losing weight quickly. I was happy. But financially there it is nearly impossible for me to go. I have tried those shelters but am far to independent to stay at such places with government rules and regulations. In fact, staying in those places merely holds me back from recovering instead of moving forward.
I know this because I have twice left him and stayed iwth my parents. Although they can be negative and I can't stand living un-independently... I accomplished so much during the times I stayed there.
I saw a glimpse of life again. The sun in the morning, enjoyed afternoon summer thundershowers, and saw the future with hope. Eventually each time I got my own place here in town and slowly but surely my kid's daddy worked his way into our lives... mostly because financially I couldn't handle it on my own and he would come to visit with paychecks and money for bills.... next thing I knew I was depending on that money to feed the kids and he was back in the house.
I know now that I will have to relocate to another town in order to start another new life and try to find happiness and hope again. See Charlie sucks any happiness away from those around him. He has a cloud of oppression that hangs over him and this ill effects all those in his company... especially his family.
I can't believe I am this person today. I have always had great ambition, independence, and a great desire to excell in life. The longer I stay with him the more I get swallowed down a dark whole and can't find the rope to pull myself out.
I still manage to help some with advocacy, ironically while he is at work, but my abilities even in this department are dwindling as my drive is quickly diminishing to nothing.
I have to find that tenacity (right word?) or that creative resillience (sp) I once had where I could get myself OUT of anything negative and move on to better things. But I can't find that... motivation. I am just too bogged down.
I sit here, while my youngest sleeps, and look at my really messy house with my migraine bearing down on me. I DONT LIVE LIKE THIS! WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME.
I purchased a swim pass for the kids and I at the local swimming pool to get healthy excersize and improve my mental health, however I find that when we do go, I have to drag myself there and can't wait for the end of the session... this is not ME.
Where did I go?
Somehow I have lost who I am in a deep despair.
If anyone is listening, thanks, if not... a message to myself:
You are better than this, YOU are strong, YOU can do it, YOU can overcome... YOU have always the ability to overcome incredible odds, don't lose this even as you age.
Thanks
SQ