New Pictures…
So I had someone come and take some new pictures of my husband and I. The only pictures we really have of the two of us together are from our wedding over 4 years ago. They make me feel sick when I look at them and see how large I was in the pictures. They are hanging all over our house too. Sure some days I look at them and feel blessed to be reminded how much I have lost and how good I look now, but other days forget it!
So I posted the new pictures in the heartbreaker forum from last week.My buddy Sandy said that I look so great and that she sees so muchlove between my hubby and I. She said that we look so happy and that if I was as happy on the inside as I look on the outside, then I would be great. That got me to thinking, I am not as happy inside. I have been battling depression all summer and still have my moments now.No matter what I do, those moments don’t seem to go away. I am not happy on the inside, I am sad and unable to shake the feeling. Sure when I am around others I can put on a smile and fakefeeling great, but deep down inside I am crying all the time.
I wish that I could feel as good on the inside as I do on the outside. Things just don’t seem to go that way for me. I think it is the fact that wehave tried for so long for that family, and it doesn’t happen. I know someday that it will but right now that knowledge isn’t enough to make me feel better. especially when it seems like every one I know is pregnant, or everywhere I look I see a happy family, or expecting couple. I am sure that one day I will get my chance, but what I don’t understand is why I have to wait for so long when there are people out there who don’t even want kids and they are blessed with them. Another reason I am depressed is that my hubby doesn’t bother with me as much as he use to when we were first married. He spends a lot of his time in his office on his computer while I am watching tv or making dinner and folding laundry or what ever I am doing. I need the attention. I have mentioned this to him before, that I need to feel that he loves m. BUt then I feel like the attention he gives me is force. Like he doesn’t want to be bothered.
O well, hopefully this week will go better. Maybe it will be an up week for me. All I know is that I could really use a hug, and a nice long walk but it is too late to walk tonight.
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