my story...so to speak
Ok 10 years ago my child's pediatrician diagnosed me as depressed during a visit for my child... he put me o wellbutrin which i stooped taking after about two months b/c i didn't like how it made me feel and it seemed unneccessary. Well... its been a vety long time with numerous life trials but i finally decided i needed to see a counselor. I have been hiding in my room reading a lot or watching inane reruns when i am not at work. I have 3 kids so this probably isn't the best use of my time. My main problem is my husband. I think he loves me but if so why does he need to look at naked pics all the time. Sometimes sure..i get that...he's human. But why tell me i have self esteem issues then be the one to make it worse? I know h hasn't cheated and don't think he would. But i think he got a new phone just so he could have access to that stuff without me knowing it. It bothers me so much and i think about it so much that i don't want to go to work (i work shift work) at nights b/c i don't know what he's doing while i am gone. (I realize that's bad but it doesn't change how i feel.) He's basically a good guy and we've been together a very long time but this bothers me SO much! The counselor kind od gently told me that she agrees that its disrespecful but also that i have control issues. (I.e. control freak) when i took a test online (yes i realize thwat might be ridiculous) it said that i was manic depressive severely depressed slightly bi-polar and suffered from extremely low self-esteem. The counselor also seemed co cerned that i don't have friends....but that doesn't mean so mu h to me. All friends mean is cleaning up before they come over or being embarrased by how u are perceived and I'm not really interested in going out to do things anyway. Plus I've never really gotten along well with other females.
Anyway...that's my story such as it is. Weird huh? Lol!