I am a seriously miserable person. Not on the outside of course, my family all see me as happy and my boss always writes that I have sunny and cheerful disposition. But on the inside I am so thoroughly miserable, I ache with it. I take perverse pleasure in listening to incredibly sad music and wallowing in the hollow feeling that I have. I have no Idea why I feel miserable as I have everything I could possibly want. I have a house and a job and the most perfect husband in the world not to mention a beautiful little boy. I am waiting for a referal from my doctor at the moment. he is sending me to some sort of therapist. He didn't want to because he said that I don't display the symptoms of being depressed. Just how fed up do you have to be ? I have been like this since I was a teenager, before I had my son there were days when I didn't get out of bed til my husband got home, I couldn't bear the thought of trying to fill all the hours of the day. even now ther are days when I hole up in my room, put my son in his play pen and don't even open the curtains for the entire day. Could it be that I am just miserable?
Also does insanity run in families? cos I think I might have inherited a bit from my gran and it scares me. My gran got locked away several times for doing strange things Like once she prtended to be dead, let the ambulance arrive and everything. my aunty also has issues, she suffered really badly with post natal depression and has occasional reclusive weeks where she doesn't come out of her house. My dad is an attention seeking hypochondriac who hasn't been going to make it til christmas for the last thirty years. I just think that there is a definate line and I think I may have picked bits up. Like I could see myself playing mind games with my husband just like my nan did. I kind of know that there are a whole load of really wierd thoughts hanging aound in my head and I feel like I am sitting on a time bomb just waiting for it to explode and for me to completely lose my grip.
Also does insanity run in families? cos I think I might have inherited a bit from my gran and it scares me. My gran got locked away several times for doing strange things Like once she prtended to be dead, let the ambulance arrive and everything. my aunty also has issues, she suffered really badly with post natal depression and has occasional reclusive weeks where she doesn't come out of her house. My dad is an attention seeking hypochondriac who hasn't been going to make it til christmas for the last thirty years. I just think that there is a definate line and I think I may have picked bits up. Like I could see myself playing mind games with my husband just like my nan did. I kind of know that there are a whole load of really wierd thoughts hanging aound in my head and I feel like I am sitting on a time bomb just waiting for it to explode and for me to completely lose my grip.