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Just catching up with the thread, but I can 100% empathize with your situation. Fortunately (I suppose), I can also empathize with the missus’ situation. Undiagnosable chronic pain that will ostensibly plague you for the rest of your life reeeeally fucks with your mental health. I’ve always been inclined toward sullenness and melancholy, but I wouldn’t say I was depressed. Nine years ago I had experienced two years of continuOUS chronic rib pain. Experiencing continuous pain that ranged in severity between an infected hangnail and nauseating pain that brings a grown man to tears was profoundly depressing in a way that I’m not sure anyone can relate to if they haven’t experienced it firsthand.Well, she's married to me, so yes.
Also, yes. She has a long history of trying to medicate that issue.
EVERY enjoyable activity was accompanied with varying degrees of agony. Eventually I started avoiding doing things or stopped doing them altogether because they just weren’t worth the pain they caused. I got to the point that I seriously considered whether or not I could live like that for another 50 years. If it hadn’t been for my convictions and belief that it would get better “someday,” I wouldn’t be here today.
Until that point in my life I thought depressed people just needed to force themselves to get out and do productive or enjoyable activities to treat their depression. I see now that only someone who’s never been depressed could be so naive. Obviously there are people who are “depressed” just like there are people who are “oppressed” while making six figures and having nothing but first world problems. I’m not talking about those people. I’m talking about people like me (or rather who I was at the time) and (from what you’re saying) your wife.
You absolutely shouldn’t sacrifice your long term mental health and needs because of her illness. That’ll just make you as much of a burden on someone else (not to mention yourself) as she currently is to you. Counter intuitively, the easiest and best long term strategy to maintaining your sanity and self respect is to adopt the responsibility that she will not and cannot.
By hook or by crook, compel her to do the things that will improve her quality of life (or at least get it trending in the right direction). It’s not easy, but it doesn’t have to be hard either. Do at least a cursory read of the relevant medical literature so that you can communicate with her doctors on an informed level. Learn what medical services and professionals are available in your area.
You said she hasn’t seen any specialists or had extensive tests done. That’s a good first step but arguably the most emotionally taxing. Unless you get lucky, you’ll probably go through a half dozen doctors who are either clueless or cynically disinterested to see another “fibromyalgia” patient. However, you WILL eventually find someone who will actually care enough to listen and work through a solution. In case it wasn’t obvious, your attitude and approach (as in you, not the missus) is going to determine how difficult this process will be.
Establish someone you can bitch to that you are 100% confident it won’t get back to the wife. You’re gonna need that pressure release and probably very frequently when you first start out. She’s probably gonna abuse you and use you as her pressure release. Take these opportunities to develop your patience and listening skills. She will inevitably get accusatory and malicious with you. You don’t deserve that (unless you’re an asshole and you do!) so you’ll need to perfect the art of tactful self defense so that you can be the supportive husband while also establishing boundaries that aren’t emasculating. (For example, “I know you’re in pain and this is extremely frustrating for you, but it’s also hard for me to feel so helpless to help you. I don’t deserve to be spoken to that way. I’m going to go do XYZ. When you’re ready to talk to me like the loving husband that I am, you can find me there. I love you.”)
As a minor tangent, my aunt has lived with fibromyalgia for the better part of 40 years. She’s taken pretty much every drug labeled for fibro treatment that’s ever been released. Six or seven months ago she decided to stop taking ALL of her pills (which was incredibly dumb as she stopped cold turkey and was hospitalized for a week due to withdrawal). She started taking CBD shortly after being released from the hospital and her symptoms are all but completely relieved to this day. It’s a real life fucking miracle. If your wife hasn’t tried CBD, definitely look into it.
My apologies for the novel, but if you skimmed or skipped to this part at the end, please do go back and read it. Your situation fucking sucks. You don’t deserve to have to deal with this extraordinarily negative shit. But as a man who takes responsibility and ownership of his family and husbandly obligations, you must carry your wife as far as it takes to get her through this. Your character and your marriage will be unimaginably stronger for it.
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