Hi . i am 46 years old and have been married to my husband for 25 years. we have 2 wonderful children a daughter who is 19 her second year in college and a son who is 14 in middle school. although we have had issues in our marriage we have certinly had a good marriage by most standards.. we enjoy a lot of recreational activities which include mt biking, motorcycle riding, hiking, watersports, etc. i have been working 3 days a week in a cardiac wellness program for 12 years.. we are financially ok although money is a stressor in our relationship. my husband has always spent money as fast as he makes it, always for things that the family can enjoy, nonetheless always robbing peter to pay paul.. therefore we have no retirement to speak of. we have always had good family relations mother daughter husband son .... we spend good quality time with each other. wonderful life...right?????? the mlc slowly but surely started for me about 2 years ago.. i went through early menopause.initially i felt my symptoms were only physical...hot flashes and cessation of my periods.. i could deal.... the next thing i knew depression crept in... i was sad, detached, angry, irratable... wtf???? i didnt recognize what i was feeling was depression..i had always been upbeat , positive, enegetic
what did i have to be unhappy about??? i thought depression was a controllable emotion a choice... boy was i wrong. got on medication, prozac.. felt better but sex became unsatisfying... i also didnt realize at that time prozac could decrease my ablity to have satisfying sex.. what was going on??? kinda just suffered in silence, faked, for over six months. things seemed better emotionally sooo i took my self off my med.. sex became satisfying but...... things became worse... my daughter went off to college... i had another birthday... had a motercycle accident that involved a head injury.. my job involves seeing people that are sick, dying, dead...family dynamics changed without my daughter.... i became more depressed .
i started reflecting on my life... my childhood, abandoment by my fater at the age of 9, mother who was angry, bitter, depressed, working 3 jobs just to provide,a brother who has cerebal palsy, a brother who was a drug addict, incest, rape, violence, physical abuse, basically a dysfunctional family. the loss of our house in a firestrom..
my husband was my first boyfriend,,, i met him when i was 16...my first boyfriend to speak of... he was kind, gentle, quiet, affectionate... he liked me in spite of what he saw, although he didnt and doesnt know the details of my childhood and adolescent years.. i couldnt tell him, he gave me the things i was craving at that time in my life.. we dated on and off mostly on till we got married.. me 21 him 23.. i was very unsure whether we should get married... even then i wasnt 100% sure... is anyone???? i never lived on my own went from my moms house to my husbands apartment... got a job.. life continued... after 6 years my husband had an affair... DEVASTATING FOR ME.. begged, pleaded, cried, promised to be a better, more affectionate, sexier, prettier, anything and everything he wanted to have him stay with me.. i didnt want to become the lonely, angry, bitter, women my mother was... at that time i started to give up the ME.... things became better over time... we were a couple, albiet with issues, we had our first child... very stressful for our marriage,,, it was such a change in our dynamics.. it was no longer all about us, we adjusted, although it seemed much more difficult for my husband... he was unsure and uncomfortable with the baby.. i carried 95% of resposibility for childcare...life continued had our second child 5 years later.. that too was very stressful... not planned but much loved once he arrived... looking back on big events... marriage, births, new jobs.. all evoked fear, anxiety, sadness... never feelings of joy... im seeing a pattern here... i have had symptoms of depression and anxiety my whole friking life....
menopause has been a defining moment to me because to me it signifies my half way point in life ... right??? you have a beginning, a middle, and and end...
at this point i asked my self is this all there is??? is this the big show??? am i happy??? feeling regretful that i never had a chance to experiance any independance on my own... didnt go to college..dumb.dumb.dumb..never explored sexually, never really defined what i wanted in life...
for the most part my husband is a great guy...the things that drew me to him are also the things that drive my crazy... he sees everything as black and white, good and bad... he is a problem solver.. very organized.. quiet.. micromanages... controlling...at one point in my life these qualities served purpose.. he was my rock... the controlling is the issue that seems to have been the catalyst for my behavior and choices of late...
because my husband is somewhat controlling and i allowed myself to be controlled i never in 23 years of marriage every went on a trip, vaction, event with family or friends without him....last year i went on a girls trip and a work confrence without him... all was good...he wasnt happy about it but "he let me go" this year i went on the same girls trip... but while out dancing i meet, danced, flirted, kissed, someone else for the first time... it was new exciting ... exhilerating... this led phone texting...for 9 months... nothing really... stuff like hey u .. sending a smile... what r u doing.... pretty adolescent really... but it was exciting..this led to another conference which same thing different guy,,, same follow thru... texting... which leads to another guy in town i met at the gym... three guys... nothing more than texting, flirting...the first time in my marriage i deviated from my vows... these events made it even more confusing for where i was emotionally... my behavior was reckless, impulsive and destructive... the feelings of dissatisfaction. unhappiness, detachment were being amplified... i am lost...who am i?? am i happy??
which leads me to where i am at today... my husband found my phone with some of the text and is devasted... he cries every day and night.... he is dissapointed, angry, frustrated. sad... but... he wants to and says he will do anything to stay together..
the thing that bothers me is i feel detached... i am not sad that i made him sad... i feel like i just want to run away... walk away... disappear... like it doesnt matter.. are we really happy anyway... are we in the marriage because we are lazy and scared and it is easier to stay than to go... the men i meet were very diffrent from him.. one funny with a easy going spirit... one romantic with a sense of bravado and confidence... one very intellegent and suave... all things i find incredibly desirable... they are all things lacking in my life and in my husband..
im confused... what do i want????? who am i?????




