Hi guys, I'm Claire, 46 and I thought still too young to be reaching this point. When did middle age creep up on me?
The last 6 months I've been anything from an emotional wreck, crying at anything to turning into a raving lunatic in the next. I was beginning to think the Tazmanian devil had moved in. I could hit my husband with the rolling pin at times, you'd think he'd earned my sudden irritability, he hasn't, even watching him chew one evening, drove me to distraction. To be fair he doesn't need to be in the room, some days I could fall out with myself, I rant and rave well enough alone.
He's a wonderful, funny, loving man, how he copes with me is beyond me. He has this look, hell even my dogs have it, one grimace and I can see they're thinking, 'God she's on one again.'
Tired all the time, sweating to the point I have to towel down in the middle of the night, that's his fault too, obviously it didn't click I was the one too hot. No interest in sex, him, anything to be honest. I feel like I'm existing one day to the next.
I have been to dr's, I had a lady Dr, so young I think she just saw the nutter I've become and not the confused, scared person. She'll understand in around 30 years, when she reaches this point. I've been given anti depressants, who knew, they work for this too. I find it peculiar to take them, when the last thing I feel is depressed, raving maniac maybe.
