Sigh. So, I've been healing well the last few weeks, feeling more myself, thanking my lucky stars for a supportive family, starting to get back into my "old" life. And...BAM!

My previously supportive husband confesses in a yelling tirade that he's sick & tired of "carrying all the weight" and that I should just get on with life. He resents having to do extra & care for me when he "gets nothing in return." Now, the particular day thiks happened, I was congratulating myself of 5 solid days of keeping up with housework, laundry, and cooking actual meals for the family. I hadn't forgotten an appointment or scheduled item for over a week or missed a day of work in 2 weeks, either.

I felt awful, and spent the next few days in a funk, but worked out of it and started again. But, I over extended myself at some point, and crashed to a point I haven't felt in over a month. Brain fog, anxiety, insomnia, etc. I haven't changed my sleep habits or meds, and have continued to see my doctor.

I know this is temporary, I know it's not unusual (given my condition!), and I know it will get better. But I'm just wrecked. Usually, I'd count on my husband to help me through, but I'm obviously not comfortable there. So, I just thought I'd spew out my troubles to an understanding community. Thanks.