In the kitchen, Sarah and I were preparing dinner while our three kids enjoyed a movie in the living room. I turned to her, feeling a wave of doubt wash over me, and confessed, “I feel like I’m failing.” Sarah, dressed casually in a cozy sweater and jeans, folded her arms and looked me straight in the eyes, asking, “How can you possibly think that?”
Leaning against the counter, I stared at the floor, feeling the weight of my words. “I just do. It’s like there’s something wrong,” I replied.
I often struggle to articulate these feelings of inadequacy. They creep in, a familiar ache in my gut, and I find myself battling with them more than I’d like to admit. For years, I’ve dealt with anxiety and depression, which intensified during my late teens when I developed obsessive-compulsive disorder. I lost over 40 pounds and dropped out of college, grappling with thoughts that could have led me down a dark path.
Now, my life is relatively stable, yet the fight against anxiety is ongoing. There are good days and bad ones. I often find myself telling Sarah that I feel like I’m failing, and she responds like a skilled negotiator, helping me regain my footing.
Conversations That Matter
She took a step closer and inquired about work. I explained it had been a bit stressful but manageable. When she asked about the kids, I shared my thoughts. Our middle daughter is a bit cheeky but lovable, our son needs more outdoor time, and our youngest is a whirlwind of energy that keeps me entertained.
“I just feel like I’m not the father I want to be because I work so much,” I admitted.
“You’re doing great,” Sarah reassured me.
We then began discussing the positives in our lives. She reminded me about our upcoming camping trip with our daughter and how I had surprised our son with the latest Harry Potter book, which he adored. Her love and support lifted my spirits a bit.
“Do you feel better?” she asked.
“Yes,” I replied. “A little. Thank you.”
“Good,” she smiled. “Can I ask you something?”
“Of course,” I said.
“Am I not making you happy?”
While Sarah has been a tremendous source of support throughout our relationship, I wondered if she truly understood my internal struggles. She radiates positivity, and I’m often drawn to her bright demeanor.
“No! Not at all!” I exclaimed. “You keep me grounded.” I paused, choosing my words carefully.
“There’s no clear reason for my anxieties. When it first hit me, I thought external factors were to blame—my father’s struggles with addiction, the chaos of my parents’ divorce. But I realize now those things only scratched the surface.”
Understanding the Roots of Anxiety
I delved into my past, sharing how I used to rely on medication to control panic attacks and how a doctor’s advice to exercise turned into an unhealthy obsession. I pushed myself to extremes, exercising for hours, which ironically made my anxiety worse.
“It was irrational,” I said. “I was running from shadows that didn’t exist.”
Trying to assign meaning to depression is an exercise in futility, much like attempting to attach a tail to an invisible donkey.
I explained how this search for meaning often leads those with depression to make unwise decisions, such as ending relationships without reason. They may fail to see the wonderful person next to them and misplace their unhappiness.
“The biggest breakthrough for me was recognizing that I was the source of my depression. I needed to step back and analyze my life from a rational perspective,” I said.
Sarah listened intently. “When you help me realize that I don’t have to feel like I’m failing as a father or husband, you’re doing more for me than anyone else could,” I added. “So yes, you do make me happy. It’s just complicated.”
“Do you understand what I’m saying?” I asked, seeking her affirmation.
She met my gaze and said the words I longed to hear: “Yes, it makes sense.”
The Challenge of Explaining Mental Illness
Explaining mental illness can be a challenge, even to myself. Much of it feels illogical yet is undeniably real. This complexity can make parenting while battling anxiety and depression particularly tough. You worry about things that may not be true, and your partner often helps you navigate that chaos.
Ultimately, this is the essence of marriage—supporting one another, just as an archway requires both sides to stand strong during tough times.
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Conclusion
In summary, navigating parenthood while managing anxiety and depression is a complex journey. Open communication and support from partners can make a significant difference, helping each person understand their feelings and find stability amid uncertainty.