It is such a comfort reading the responses here. I feel so guilty for feeling as I do. I am dreading hearing the news from Canada about DH's niece - details of how well she did in her labour, pics of the baby etc....things that most people would delight in hearing, but I am trying hard to pretend it's not going to happen. I know my DH has had the email by now, and he is aware of my feelings and hasn't said anything to me since I blew up at him the other night when he read his sister's email describing how she was with her daughter at the birth and how well it was all going. I said stupid, horrible childish things, such as 'I don't want to know about the stupid b** - why should we have all those b** details?' It was a ridiculous overreaction, just like a two-year-old and I feel so ashamed, but 24 hours later I still feel the same! I will have to face it sometime, send the required congratulations card and big present, but the worst thing will be hearing MIL going on and on about it when we visit her a week on Sunday. When her daughter gave birth she rang me up to tell me and made a point of telling me it was a 'normal birth' (mine were both C-sections - my first was horrendous because it was an emergency and the epidural didn't work properly so I felt some pain -and the second was when my DD2 was born with Goltz and severe malformations, so both times I felt utterly cheated of the blissful time I thought everyone else had giving birth). I was so angry with MIL for being thoughtless enough to point it out, and I know she will be doing the same this time for her granddaughter. How on earth will I deal with it? I have no idea - I am even thinking of pretending I'm not well enough to visit her, but I know it will have to happen sometime and I can't stop an elderly woman wanting to talk excitedly about her great-grandchild!!
It's worrying me so much at the moment that I can't think straight and the rejection letter from CIPTS was the icing on the proverbial cake today. I keep bursting into tears and my emotions are all over the place.
As to private therapy - I am certainly going to pursue this option now if I can find someone suitable and affordable.
What TwiceAsNice said about not being able to access primary and secondary care at the same time is correct - at least it is where I live. So it's pointless going back to my GP. I will have to battle it out with my psychiatrist when I next see him in mid June, but I don't suppose that will get me very far.
Grannyknot - I wish I was like you - those are the kind of feelings I really
wish I had. YOU are a truly good person!
I'm not sure whether I'm entitled to a CPN. I thought you only got one of those when you'd been an in-patient of a psychiatric ward, and I haven't ever been. I suppose I should be thankful for that, but if I had been, I might have rather more help now!
KIttylester and KatyK - reassuring to read that you sometimes feel similarly, and I had to smile as I read your posts because I knew I'd feel exactly the same in your situation. I hardly dare share my feelings with friends because I'm terrified they'd see me for what I am and be horrified and disgusted. Also I sometimes feel envious/jealous of close friends and I'd be mortified and devastated if they knew, or were hurt by it.
I've already painfully lost one 25-year friendship 5 years ago, partly because the friendship became rather toxic but mainly because I lost the struggle to hide feelings of jealousy and inadequacy and they spilled over despite my best efforts. I felt deep shame and humiliation; my 'friend', with whom I shared a small business, dumped me, and I had to give up seeing mutual friends and going to the groups we used to attend together because it would have been too awkward otherwise. She is going from strength to strength, continuing with her side of the business (she lied to me and was overtly unpleasant and cruel during the split, sending her DH to shout at me for not dividing the shared stock quickly enough and ignored the fact that we were going through a rather gruelling court case at the time (DD2 was sexually assaulted by a peodophile who turned his attention to vulnerable young girls). Anyway that's all in the past now, and it was all more complicated than it sounds, but it's left its mark and I have to be so careful to keep my inadequacies hidden so people can't see the unacceptable truth!
I am hoping that once I start taking the new antidepressant (not for a few weeks unfortunately) I will start to feel a little better - but they do take a few weeks to kick in so I won't know for quite a while yet.
Bless you all for your kindness and understanding! xxxx