
Apathy's Girl
Student
- Jul 20, 2020
- 102
It is possible to be lonely and not be alone. I have never been lonelier than I have been since my husband and I have been in our home together 24/7 since March. We have been working from home and, like most of society at this time, have no place to go outside of home.
My husband works in a bedroom we converted to a home office, I work in the livingroom. We don't talk at all during the day. I do accounting. I actually love my job and the hours usually fly by. It is not unusual for me to work until 6 or 7pm because I lose track of time. Working is one of the only times I can really lose myself. Work has been my lifeline and the only reason I get out of bed.
After work I make dinner, if I have the energy, or we order food in. My husband and I always have the tv on during dinner and very rarely talk. After dinner he goes and smokes some pot and listens to music downstairs while I have a drink and watch tv, listen to music, walk the dog or read. Maybe he'll come upstairs and put a movie on but then he'll go back downstairs and listen to music leaving on a movie I may or may not have any interest in.
At about 10pm, my husband comes back upstairs picks up the dog and takes him to his bedroom (my husband's bedroom, the dog doesn't have a bedroom). My husband and I have had separate bedrooms for years now. It has been at least four years since we've had sex, possibly five.
I go downstairs to bed around 2 or 3am. Get up at 7am and start the whole thing over again.
The last week and a half have been so depressing. We're on vacation. All that means is no work to distract me from my depression. I sit alone in the livingroom almost all day. Vacation is 18 days (including weekends). I stay awake until about 3am, sleep until 5am. Then wake up for at least two hours before falling asleep until noon. It doesn't matter, I have no reason to get out of bed. I haven't even showered in almost two weeks.
And then, the other day, my husband hugged me. It wasn't a small hug, it was a huge hold on tight hug. It brought tears to my eyes. It was something I didn't even know I wanted or needed but I did. It doesn't change the fact that I want to ctb but it makes it a little more bearable.
I think I might shower today.
My husband works in a bedroom we converted to a home office, I work in the livingroom. We don't talk at all during the day. I do accounting. I actually love my job and the hours usually fly by. It is not unusual for me to work until 6 or 7pm because I lose track of time. Working is one of the only times I can really lose myself. Work has been my lifeline and the only reason I get out of bed.
After work I make dinner, if I have the energy, or we order food in. My husband and I always have the tv on during dinner and very rarely talk. After dinner he goes and smokes some pot and listens to music downstairs while I have a drink and watch tv, listen to music, walk the dog or read. Maybe he'll come upstairs and put a movie on but then he'll go back downstairs and listen to music leaving on a movie I may or may not have any interest in.
At about 10pm, my husband comes back upstairs picks up the dog and takes him to his bedroom (my husband's bedroom, the dog doesn't have a bedroom). My husband and I have had separate bedrooms for years now. It has been at least four years since we've had sex, possibly five.
I go downstairs to bed around 2 or 3am. Get up at 7am and start the whole thing over again.
The last week and a half have been so depressing. We're on vacation. All that means is no work to distract me from my depression. I sit alone in the livingroom almost all day. Vacation is 18 days (including weekends). I stay awake until about 3am, sleep until 5am. Then wake up for at least two hours before falling asleep until noon. It doesn't matter, I have no reason to get out of bed. I haven't even showered in almost two weeks.
And then, the other day, my husband hugged me. It wasn't a small hug, it was a huge hold on tight hug. It brought tears to my eyes. It was something I didn't even know I wanted or needed but I did. It doesn't change the fact that I want to ctb but it makes it a little more bearable.
I think I might shower today.