Posted by Tamar on December 19, 2005, at 16:31:18
Maybe it’s the time of year… maybe it’s me. Maybe I was wrong to try to sort things out with my husband, because allowing myself to be vulnerable just gives him power to hurt me. I've been on Prozac nearly four weeks now, and I'm wishing I could see someone to talk about all this stuff.
I’ve been trying so hard to accept my limitations. I’m not superhuman; I’m diabetic and depressed and I can’t be macho and extremely active any more. I have no energy. My husband wants everything to carry on as normal. I told him I can’t, I just can’t. I have to start living life according to what’s realistic for me; pacing myself, making sure I have the energy for the things I decide to do.
He said (with his lip curled), “And I thought you were a fighter.”
And now I just want to give up and die.
poster:Tamar
thread:590424
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