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JessErickson
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I recently got married at the end of June 2019. I’m 23 and my husband is 28. A few weeks ago, my husband (who is also a devout Catholic) and I discovered and we’re expecting a baby. It’s been a really joyful time, but the problems arise when I spend too much time alone.
I generally appreciate quiet time and am a naturally more reserved and introverted person, but when I spend too much time by myself I end up reverting back to my old habits of thinking and begin to feel depressed again.
I know the obvious solutions–“Hang out with friends and family! Meet new people!” The problem is that I moved four hours away from my hometown to be with my husband. I left my family there. I only had three friends in town, one of whom I’ve known since kindergarten and who decided to stop being my friend kind of out of the blue just before the wedding. None of these friends are catholic, so I can’t really share my faith with them in the way I’m yearning to.
My husband and I luckily talk about everything together and have an incredibly strong relationship filled with effective communication and understanding but despite our conversations about this topic, we haven’t come up with a solution.
Sometimes when I feel so down and lonely I think about the future and wonder if I’m gonna be alone even when we have children. I struggled with depression in the past and sometimes if I’m home by myself and I get really bad I have thoughts of hurting myself even though I don’t act on them. I just feel like I won’t be fit to be a mother and I won’t take care of my children properly and I’ll be a failure.
I know I should seek counseling and I do want to set up an appointment with Pastoral Counseling, but I just don’t have the courage. I keep thinking “maybe I’m being over dramatic” or “I’m not really worth the money it would cost to get help.”
I wanted to be a teacher but my education was put on hold after I got my BA because we needed to pay off our other debts and Work on saving up, and now I’m pregnant so I figure well no career for me, I’m just gonna be taking care of kids. Which is what I wanted, but on days like this I find it difficult to see the hope and the meaning to my life. I struggle with seeing myself as valuable, like I have a purpose.
Maybe if I met a Catholic community i’d feel better, but I struggle with social anxiety and isolate myself much of the time because I’m too scared to interact or put myself out there.
A huge thank you to anyone who responds to this garbled mess of a post.
I generally appreciate quiet time and am a naturally more reserved and introverted person, but when I spend too much time by myself I end up reverting back to my old habits of thinking and begin to feel depressed again.
I know the obvious solutions–“Hang out with friends and family! Meet new people!” The problem is that I moved four hours away from my hometown to be with my husband. I left my family there. I only had three friends in town, one of whom I’ve known since kindergarten and who decided to stop being my friend kind of out of the blue just before the wedding. None of these friends are catholic, so I can’t really share my faith with them in the way I’m yearning to.
My husband and I luckily talk about everything together and have an incredibly strong relationship filled with effective communication and understanding but despite our conversations about this topic, we haven’t come up with a solution.
Sometimes when I feel so down and lonely I think about the future and wonder if I’m gonna be alone even when we have children. I struggled with depression in the past and sometimes if I’m home by myself and I get really bad I have thoughts of hurting myself even though I don’t act on them. I just feel like I won’t be fit to be a mother and I won’t take care of my children properly and I’ll be a failure.
I know I should seek counseling and I do want to set up an appointment with Pastoral Counseling, but I just don’t have the courage. I keep thinking “maybe I’m being over dramatic” or “I’m not really worth the money it would cost to get help.”
I wanted to be a teacher but my education was put on hold after I got my BA because we needed to pay off our other debts and Work on saving up, and now I’m pregnant so I figure well no career for me, I’m just gonna be taking care of kids. Which is what I wanted, but on days like this I find it difficult to see the hope and the meaning to my life. I struggle with seeing myself as valuable, like I have a purpose.
Maybe if I met a Catholic community i’d feel better, but I struggle with social anxiety and isolate myself much of the time because I’m too scared to interact or put myself out there.
A huge thank you to anyone who responds to this garbled mess of a post.