Just wanting to vent to people who understand
I'm so depressed with life lately. I feel like everyone else is living their best life while ours is on hold. We're both depressed, he takes medicine for his - I'm trying to be all natural 🫠 (he's still very depressed even with medicine). I'm in perimenopause and that's not helping things. We don't have any intimacy at all or even talk much (he's never been great with that). Not to give too many details on this public forum, but his sickness is one that he can't work and he doesn't even leave the house except Dr appointments. It's a weird place I'm in that I'm grieving his death but he's still alive. I am feeling myself getting angry with people that they "feel sorry" for us, but at the end of the day they're still going out to eat and taking vacations and don't have to keep a bag packed for the hospital just in case. I'm a happy, outgoing person and don't want to lose that 😭