Well, we went home for the holiday this past week…and I am beginning to think they might be right about “you can’t go home again”. I swear my family is trying to make me crazy. In three separate conversations, my parents-in-law, who are normally great and very supportive, cornered me and went on and on about our financial state, my husband’s job situation, and what he and/or I should be doing. Three separate conversations over six days – and always when my husband wasn’t around.
Now, I’ve come to expect these things from my family; it still annoys me and stresses me, but I’ve expected it and started avoiding being alone with them. I didn’t expect it from my parents-in-law.
I had so hoped that the holidays would be a good escape to the comfort of family. Our situation is stressful 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. I had hoped to get away from it a little. After all, what could we accomplish over Thanksgiving? Not much, in truth. But apparently the parents thought differently. I finally told the parents-in-law point blank that my anti-depressant wasn’t working anymore and that I thought I’d see my doctor about it. After that, they kind of backed off. I really don’t know what they thought they were going to accomplish. I know they meant well and that they are just worried about me, but all of this coming at me from all directions (except from my brother- and sister-in-law, God bless them) is going to drive me right over the edge.
Add that to the fact that I didn’t sleep well all week and you’ve got the makings of a miserable week. We’re supposed to go back to see everybody at Christmas. I don’t think I can deal with it, but if we don’t go, they will just come to us. Sigh.