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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2021 2:39 pm
Hi
I have been caring for my husband for over 20 years.
We had 3 years together before he had a breakdown and was diagnosed with severe clinical depression.
Life has been very hard especially in the early days.
Financially we went from 2 wages to 1, making me the only breadwinner, getting no support whatsoever and no-one listening to my plea for help.
I never knew if my husband would be alive when I came home and lived with the guilt of having to work to keep his safe place (home) still. Juggling with my own health issues as well.
After 6 years of struggling I finally got some help albeit not reducing our problems but at least it was a start.
Over the years he has developed other issues such as ocd, stress, panic attacks, anxiety, hoarding and pulling hair. His hoarding has meant that I cannot have anyone come to the house, even someone to repair things.
I have to be wife, friend,carer, odd job man, cleaner etc.
Our hopes and dreams were shattered but we still have a bond that cannot be broken.
Friends and family deserted us as they did not understand depression and/or did not want to try to.
I found other carers are the best support over the years.
My mental health has ups and downs and I now have physical issues as well as sleep deprivation, but I am here and my husband is too.
We may not have a social life, holidays or money to burn but it is a case of just getting on with it.
Life can be lonely but that is something I can accept now although Covid-19 has made what little things I/we used to do disappear. Our treat was a cup of coffee out.
I lost my job through stress recently and finances are again tight which impacts on my husbands mental health but on a positive note he is more relaxed knowing I am at home whilst he sleeps during the day.
Thankfully there are carers out there who can listen and support each other.
I have accepted that this is my life and feel grateful for technology that helps me connect with others although I miss not being able to do the one thing I love - dancing!
Mind you I can get quite groovy when using the vacuum cleaner !

I have been caring for my husband for over 20 years.
We had 3 years together before he had a breakdown and was diagnosed with severe clinical depression.
Life has been very hard especially in the early days.
Financially we went from 2 wages to 1, making me the only breadwinner, getting no support whatsoever and no-one listening to my plea for help.
I never knew if my husband would be alive when I came home and lived with the guilt of having to work to keep his safe place (home) still. Juggling with my own health issues as well.
After 6 years of struggling I finally got some help albeit not reducing our problems but at least it was a start.
Over the years he has developed other issues such as ocd, stress, panic attacks, anxiety, hoarding and pulling hair. His hoarding has meant that I cannot have anyone come to the house, even someone to repair things.
I have to be wife, friend,carer, odd job man, cleaner etc.
Our hopes and dreams were shattered but we still have a bond that cannot be broken.
Friends and family deserted us as they did not understand depression and/or did not want to try to.
I found other carers are the best support over the years.
My mental health has ups and downs and I now have physical issues as well as sleep deprivation, but I am here and my husband is too.
We may not have a social life, holidays or money to burn but it is a case of just getting on with it.
Life can be lonely but that is something I can accept now although Covid-19 has made what little things I/we used to do disappear. Our treat was a cup of coffee out.
I lost my job through stress recently and finances are again tight which impacts on my husbands mental health but on a positive note he is more relaxed knowing I am at home whilst he sleeps during the day.
Thankfully there are carers out there who can listen and support each other.
I have accepted that this is my life and feel grateful for technology that helps me connect with others although I miss not being able to do the one thing I love - dancing!
Mind you I can get quite groovy when using the vacuum cleaner !

