Hi, I’m a 53 year old, long island, N.Y., man who suffers from chronic dysthymic clinical depression, G.A.D. and stress issues. I was diagnosed in my mid twenties. I managed to hold a job for 29 years until my father died and I had a nervous breakdown.
In the last year my 84 year old mother had her 2nd stroke and I am her primary caregiver. My siblings attitude is “you don’t work, you handle most of it.”
It’s starting to wear me down. I feel like I am in a hole, covered with a door on top of me, with people piling brick after brick on top of the door.
My psychiatrist of over 20 years died last year and the hospital keeps assigning me “residents”, who are young enough to be my children, to oversee my care.
I spend a lot of days in bed. My body hurts from lying down too often.
I often tell myself “there are thousands and thousands of people who would love to change places with me.” It’s not working as well as it used to.
I’ve known happiness, but boy, it’s a long time ago.
Sorry to be so negative: honestly, best of luck to everyone out there!!!