Post by lostdude on Sept 9, 2010 10:13:05 GMT
Hi,
I'm new here and I need to get a load off my chest before I explode. I don't want this to turn into a rant, but I am typing this as I see it.
My partner has been diagnosed as suffering from PNI by our Doc. He has prescribed antidepressants for her and she has been taking them for nearly 2 weeks. Let me say that I do not want my partner to suffer like this and I do not expect her to do everything or cope with this alone. I am and always will be there for her.
I feel the triggers for this were the central heating breaking down during the summer and the landlord refusing to do much about it and her father going into hospital for open heart surgery. She was naturally worried about her dad who incidentally is still recovering. Naturally her dad cant help being ill so I am holding the landlord responsible for this depression and I could quite easily flatten him for it. We are moving next week so that should be the end of that sorry episode. We will never need to talk to him again.
Back to my partner, I feek like I am being pushed away continuously. She says that she does not feel anything anymore and even mentioned that she felt like packing my bags the other day. This was a few days ago and the medicine hasn't started to kick in yet, so I took it on the chin and tried to carry on as normal for the sake of the kids and my sanity. Inside I was feeling dreadful - what has happened to the woman I knew? When would she come back? How can she dislike me to the extent that she said that? I feel like all my efforts have been thrown back into my face. She has asked me to help more, so I've done washing and she has said "leave that - I'll do it". I've loaded and unloaded the dishwasher to a similar comment. I'm making a conscious effort to pick up and tidy as I move around the house. It all seems pointless at the moment as nothing I do is making any difference. I know that this is the PNI, however it is so hard and mentally draining. I feel like I am walking on tenderhooks all the time I am at home, in fear of upsetting her.
She has asked me to talk more (she thinks I am depressed too!) and I have tried, but I'm not sure she's listening. She hasn't taken onboard anything I've mentioned.
She has changed from the woman I know and love. To the extent that I have got it into my head that she is having an affair! This is messing with my thoughts and stopping me from being effective at work.
She goes out when I get home from work. There is always a plausible reason, but this is new behaviour. She has started to go out to nightclubs / bars with her friends and out to friends homes. She's keeping her mobile very close to her when it used to be on the dining room table. I picked it up one day and she pretty much demanded I put it down. I asked her for her login to her mobile account to try and get a better deal for both our mobiles and she accused me of checking up on her. All I wanted to see was the average usage for a few months so that I could get some quotes.
I know that there are rational reasons for all the above behaviours, but I have this niggling thought in the back of my mind that I can't just turn off.
All I want is to spend some time with her to try and help her. I have mentioned going to relate and she doesn't want to. I feel like an island that is slowly sinking into the sea, helpless to help. I need support, but the person I am closest to is skinking further and faster than me.
I am an affectionate person and love to feel the comfort of a hug or a kiss. This has gone. No mention of sex, but that's been the case for a long time now. I've had a vasectomy earlier in the year - awaiting the all clear. I can count on one hand the number of times we have been intimate this year. I feel bitter because I do not feel loved in the way that I want to feel loved.
So, yes I'm feeling down because of the above. I am not depressed, if anything I am angry. I am angry that this illness has talen the woman I love and turned her into a zombie that is working on automatic. I have a lot of fight in me and I will not give up on our relationship or on the woman I love.
I long for her to return to me and need some assurance that this will happen.
Sorry if this has turned into a rant, sorry if it's long but I needed to get it off my chest or I would end up on antidepressants too!
Ade
I'm new here and I need to get a load off my chest before I explode. I don't want this to turn into a rant, but I am typing this as I see it.
My partner has been diagnosed as suffering from PNI by our Doc. He has prescribed antidepressants for her and she has been taking them for nearly 2 weeks. Let me say that I do not want my partner to suffer like this and I do not expect her to do everything or cope with this alone. I am and always will be there for her.
I feel the triggers for this were the central heating breaking down during the summer and the landlord refusing to do much about it and her father going into hospital for open heart surgery. She was naturally worried about her dad who incidentally is still recovering. Naturally her dad cant help being ill so I am holding the landlord responsible for this depression and I could quite easily flatten him for it. We are moving next week so that should be the end of that sorry episode. We will never need to talk to him again.
Back to my partner, I feek like I am being pushed away continuously. She says that she does not feel anything anymore and even mentioned that she felt like packing my bags the other day. This was a few days ago and the medicine hasn't started to kick in yet, so I took it on the chin and tried to carry on as normal for the sake of the kids and my sanity. Inside I was feeling dreadful - what has happened to the woman I knew? When would she come back? How can she dislike me to the extent that she said that? I feel like all my efforts have been thrown back into my face. She has asked me to help more, so I've done washing and she has said "leave that - I'll do it". I've loaded and unloaded the dishwasher to a similar comment. I'm making a conscious effort to pick up and tidy as I move around the house. It all seems pointless at the moment as nothing I do is making any difference. I know that this is the PNI, however it is so hard and mentally draining. I feel like I am walking on tenderhooks all the time I am at home, in fear of upsetting her.
She has asked me to talk more (she thinks I am depressed too!) and I have tried, but I'm not sure she's listening. She hasn't taken onboard anything I've mentioned.
She has changed from the woman I know and love. To the extent that I have got it into my head that she is having an affair! This is messing with my thoughts and stopping me from being effective at work.
She goes out when I get home from work. There is always a plausible reason, but this is new behaviour. She has started to go out to nightclubs / bars with her friends and out to friends homes. She's keeping her mobile very close to her when it used to be on the dining room table. I picked it up one day and she pretty much demanded I put it down. I asked her for her login to her mobile account to try and get a better deal for both our mobiles and she accused me of checking up on her. All I wanted to see was the average usage for a few months so that I could get some quotes.
I know that there are rational reasons for all the above behaviours, but I have this niggling thought in the back of my mind that I can't just turn off.
All I want is to spend some time with her to try and help her. I have mentioned going to relate and she doesn't want to. I feel like an island that is slowly sinking into the sea, helpless to help. I need support, but the person I am closest to is skinking further and faster than me.
I am an affectionate person and love to feel the comfort of a hug or a kiss. This has gone. No mention of sex, but that's been the case for a long time now. I've had a vasectomy earlier in the year - awaiting the all clear. I can count on one hand the number of times we have been intimate this year. I feel bitter because I do not feel loved in the way that I want to feel loved.
So, yes I'm feeling down because of the above. I am not depressed, if anything I am angry. I am angry that this illness has talen the woman I love and turned her into a zombie that is working on automatic. I have a lot of fight in me and I will not give up on our relationship or on the woman I love.
I long for her to return to me and need some assurance that this will happen.
Sorry if this has turned into a rant, sorry if it's long but I needed to get it off my chest or I would end up on antidepressants too!
Ade