jacquie wrote:Dear Camille,
I read your last post and you need a WAKE UP CALL (I am saying this in a loving way) Things can get a whole lot worse.
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After having my daughter dead for a year, I knew wanting her alive and well wasn't going to happen, so even though I feel this way to this day, I had some perspective.
I KNEW THERE WERE SOME THINGS I COULD CONTROL AND THERE WERE SOME THINGS I COULDN'T.
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It is a hard, hard, hard thing to do, especially when your wondering what in the h*ll you did in a past life to deserve so much heartache.
ITS OKAY to feel that Camille, however, the truth is some things that have happened are not your fault. YOUR LIFE at this point is only a failure if you GIVE UP trying to live it. I assume you want to stay with us in the land of the living, right? So remind yourself everyday -- You CANNOT succeed without failing - thats just the way it is. No light without dark, no up without down, no road without bumps.
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I was a busy person before, doing what we all do, work, clean, cook, caretake etc. Now, those things all take a back seat to living, loving and laughing. My husband made the choice to stay and we are trying to have another child. Oh thats a SUPER uncomfortable subject with friends and family. But we understand and we know they just want us to be happy.
Well that's my story Camille, and if I could take back my life after all that, I KNOW YOU CAN!!! (But you HAVE to make THAT CHOICE!)
Best, J,
P.S. God and I are on better terms now, but he couldn't change my life for me either. However, it is nice to know he's there to listen.
Dear jacquie,
I've waited a while to answer this because I really wanted to think about all that you said. You shared a lot of wisdom in your post, wisdom gained through pain.
I cannot begin to understand what it was like to lose your only child. I have always heard it was the worst possible loss of someone in your life.
I am so sorry that you lost your daughter at such a young age. I have no doubt that it was the most devastating time of your life.
I can understand how loss can impact someone. I've been suffering with major depression on and off since 1997 when I lost my last remaining parent, followed by my career, my business, my financial health and almost lost my home. Most of this was totally out of my control. I hated being on anti-depressants before. They just made me numb, they never took away the pain or made anything any better.
I look back on these things, with the exception of my parents, as things of this life, things that can be replaced and rebuilt. When both of your parents are gone, you start realizing that this life could be over in an instant, that our time could be driving down the interstate today, or 25 years from now, there is no way to know, no way to guarantee anything. People I love became more important to me than ever before in my life.
My job has been totally demeaning since 2001. That is something for a whole other topic. I have been trying to find another job that will allow me to pay my bills since 2001. I have never stopped looking, but so far, nothing. Going there every day and being treated like a child and not worthy of anything of value does something to your psyche. My only relative, my sibling, moved out of state for a job a year ago. There was no way to keep up friendships when you are exhausted, tired and depressed.
Then the tragedy started. First, his daughter's intial bout with cancer and then his son's attempted suicide that left him in PVS. Now, the cancer is back and it's inoperable, terminal. There is no question that I was operating on pure fear for the weeks or month leading up to the breakup.
I was petrified I would lose him, that a family situation would pull him away once again after we had come so far and were so close to finally realizing our hopes and dreams. I know I was whiny, clingy, needy and demanding. I also know it was the worst thing to do. I probably drove him out of here trying to keep him here. I don't know if I can ever live with that. I didn't get a second chance like you did with your husband to work things out with him. Between my actions and his emotions over losing his kids, 20 years, and the man I love, my best friend, gone in an instant. Not from death, but from rejection. Calls to him go unanswered, like I never existed. I needed that wake up call from you two or three months ago. It may have made a difference then.
It's hard to see light when there is so much darkness, not just for me, but for him and both of his kids. It's hard to see light when you are suddenly totally alone for the first time in your life and scared to death about the future with no hopes, no dreams, just destruction all around.
I'm left feeling that life is beyond unfair, it's downright brutal, and everybody in this situation loses. Yes, things happen that are out of our control, but there is no return to some idyllic time before their marriage died 20 years ago and the kids were little. Returning to a marriage for a dying adult daughter and putting on an act for her that mommy and daddy are back together is admirable in some ways, a true act of love, but it's at the expense of his life, his wife's life and my life. Nothing good comes from lies. I doubt your marriage would have survived had one of you been involved with someone else for 20 years and the last 7 years one of you lived apart from the other more than you were together. Your husband didn't leave. He was willing to go through the fire with you and come out the other side.
I know I have to find a way to survive but it may take some major changes in my lifestyle and giving up my home. Right now I'm just trying to function a little so I can eventually get back to work and hopefully find another job where I'm not treated like dirt that is closer to home. Beyond survival, I know I have a lot of work to do on me, to try to feel worth something again. Sometimes I feel at this stage of my life it's not worth doing anything than just surviving. But no matter what happens, I will never forget what my part in this breakdown was and I don't know if I can ever forgive myself. Was it all my fault? No, not at all. He can't see anything but the loss of his kids and wouldn't even try. Is it right he left me the way he did and banished me from his life? No. Would things have been different if I hadn't lost it and operated on pure fear? I don't know. I'll never know. Believe me, I would give anything for a second chance like you got to try to fix things.