I’ve been reading this post and comments because I’m having a bad week. My OH is not as bad as many on here but is forgetful, repetitive and has bouts of confusion. He’s not thinking things through, like walking the dog on a local field in this weather and not wearing wellies so his new trousers are nigh on ruined- I’ve had issues with the family for not having perfect trews ready for him so I’m always under pressure. To be fair, the family have backed off at the moment ( I think someone has pointed out how much it would cost them if they drove me away. I’m not married to him and have no rights).
It’s like having a toddler which was the part of my children’s lives I struggled with.
Tuesday, after the third time in ten minutes of him questioning my route choice in the car, I answered a bit too quickly and he said that I annoy him too sometimes and it would be nice to live on his own. I’d just taken him on an over three hour round trip just to look at fancy cars for 20mins. Yesterday it was a trip to look at flooded fields...
This last week he’s been talking of a friend leaving his wife but couldn’t remember who told him. He’s started asking others for more info so spreading the rumour. It’s not true!
I get a fair amount of time to myself but the more time I have, the more I dread going home. I’ve suffered from depression in the past and I’m so scared of having a break down. It’s only just over a year since my mum died - I visited her four times a week for hours on end but she was as sharp as a tack right to the end. That’s easier than this already.
We don’t have conversations like we used to and I can’t ask him about his day if someone has taken him out as he can’t remember.
I am scared of the future. Many of you will probably recognise this from your earlier days. I don’t want medication but I’m also scared because I’m a fight or flight person to avoid depression and it’s usually flight. I’d be devastated to do this to him. I have my own house but live with him.
Any coping suggestions welcome.
It’s like having a toddler which was the part of my children’s lives I struggled with.
Tuesday, after the third time in ten minutes of him questioning my route choice in the car, I answered a bit too quickly and he said that I annoy him too sometimes and it would be nice to live on his own. I’d just taken him on an over three hour round trip just to look at fancy cars for 20mins. Yesterday it was a trip to look at flooded fields...
This last week he’s been talking of a friend leaving his wife but couldn’t remember who told him. He’s started asking others for more info so spreading the rumour. It’s not true!
I get a fair amount of time to myself but the more time I have, the more I dread going home. I’ve suffered from depression in the past and I’m so scared of having a break down. It’s only just over a year since my mum died - I visited her four times a week for hours on end but she was as sharp as a tack right to the end. That’s easier than this already.
We don’t have conversations like we used to and I can’t ask him about his day if someone has taken him out as he can’t remember.
I am scared of the future. Many of you will probably recognise this from your earlier days. I don’t want medication but I’m also scared because I’m a fight or flight person to avoid depression and it’s usually flight. I’d be devastated to do this to him. I have my own house but live with him.
Any coping suggestions welcome.