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This is My Life
| Wed, 09-22-2004 - 10:11pm |
I go to work and pretend that I don't feel like I'm in a black hole. I smile, I sing, I dance. I give flute lessons and smile and explain things so that my students are the best. I work and smile and all I really want to do is die---but I'm not suppose to think like that. Then I have to clean up other peoples messes and do laundry and when I cry he just yells at me and then rolls his eyes and acts like I'm crazy. Well I'm not crazy but it seems the harder I try the worse I feel. I have no options left. I can't afford to divorce. He makes all the money and if I'm not working full time I need his insurance even tho it isn't very good for mental health coverage. If I could just find one 'ray of light' maybe I could continue but this just sucks! I envy those of you who at least have caring husbands to try to help you thru your depression. I just feel like I have nothing.

(((Deb)))) I certainly did not mean to be mean or blunt.
(((((((((((((((((((Debbie)))))))))))))))))))
I think it would be well worth a few phone calls to several lawyers just to see.
Maureen/Mo
If this was a real life it would have come with instructions.
I wish I was in your town as I would hug you and hopefully help you through the rough spots, hugs, Josie.