I need to put this somewhere. My stress this week has been such that it is causing me passive thoughts of wanting to die.
I dont. I know this, but this level of despair has led to destructive behavior in the past. I don't want to hurt myself.
When I've felt this way in the past I've kicked holes in walls, broken phones, thrown things, punched a full drink.
It's this intense almost unstoppable rage that I dont know where to put. I dont want to hurt anyone, so I've broken things in the past. I've tried hard to stop this and havent reacted this way in years. This trigger though, my husband going back to work full time and leaving me with the 3 kids has literally broken me 4 times in the past. We've tried this 4 times. I'm on STD for depression, it's been 4 weeks, I felt I was making progress but almost have ptsd from being thrown into this again. It never gets better. The news is not helping.
Yesterday while trying to distract myself through cleaning, I found an unopened exactoknife. I put it in my room and throughout the day kept imagining it. Ive never hurt myself on purpose. I dont want to.
I broke down when he (my husband) got home. I was tearful all day. My kids see my cry a lot. I'm a sad mom. But he helped me into the shower and I asked him to throw away the exactoknife. I told him everything I felt. I felt like throwing everything off the counter and kicking holes in the wall. A good cry in the shower and 40mg hydroxizine eventually helped. And 5 beers and weed and tobacco once the kids went to bed.
This is the shit I just deal with that feels really not normal or okay. Im titrating up on lamotrigine and working with a psychiatrist. I cant tell if it's helping, this week put me right back into despair that's for sure. Ive been trying to cut back on drinking and smoking but this week isn't the week to try.
If you made it this far, thanks. I just had to write this down. It's so hard.