I fell down and this time was harder. Just so much dumped on me, expected of me… and it just is too much. It is always something and I am always expected to preform. I am tired! So I fell down into darkness, into sadness; into myself. And it was not pretty.
I think the trigger was my daughter dropping about eight loads of baby clothes, blankets and other things for me to wash. Then calling to say she has more laundry for me. I had just finished ours and now had to spend more time doing the coming baby’s things. And know that the next day there would be even more.
The dishes, laundry, vacuuming and all the house stuff is mine to do. Tom works, I keep house. But sometimes would be nice if he or our youngest would just do it. Tom does help, there are times he just does. And it is wonderful. He is NOT allowed to do laundry though! That is a major no-no. lol
My dark place just got deeper. My kids drive me there, actually my two oldest ones. My youngest has not reached that place yet and damn it, I hope he never does!
I just sat quiet. I wanted no one near me, did not want to speak to anyone. Wanted to be left alone. In my darkness is where I was, alone and in my head full of everything.
From what I read on Tom’s blog, he is wandering down a road of wrong thinking. Why he even wants to think that my falling may have to be something of that moment of my screw up, is beyond me. And he made it about him! See that is what pisses me off. It is always about them all and never me! Like I can not exist unless it is through them! The problem was not him, but now one is!
If he would stop and just sit quietly and think of me, he would then have seen me. He sees and hears everything that is going on. It is just he does not stop and let it in. He lets it roll off him. And damn, I wish I could be that selfish. I know he has stress at work and no I do not know all of it. He keeps that to himself, not willing to share. Like it would burden me. How dumb is that. I like when he shares that part of his life with me. But no, can’t upset Angel anymore then she is!! Such stupidity!! He should know by now, 18 years later; that my stress and depression rarely has anything to do with him. But guess I am wrong there.
Why do I have to always talk about this? I work most things out on my own. He should know this by now. Yes, this time was bad, the worst so far. And maybe it will again get even badder. But until I am banging my head against the wall or pulling my hair from my head; there is not too much worry. I have always found my way back. I just am having a harder time right now. There is just too much be pushed at me, plus I have my own personal demons to deal with too. My demons are vain and medical. But I am doing it the only way I can. Damn it!! Always has to be turned around to be about them!!
And he wonders why I fell down? And why i did not share? Because, it is the same issues time and time again. Just a new twist with it. I can not escape, because I am a mother and grand mother. I am also a daughter and his wife. And lets not forget the four egos and two extra that come from two egos spouses. Everyone is always right and I am always wrong. I know nothing, but they all know everything. That is a new twist of late. Which pisses me off greatly. So I bite my tongue and it builds and builds and then… What the hell do they expect? They are all lucky I have not run away or killed myself!! No instead I fall into a dark hole and have to counsel myself back out.