If I don’t take care, I will use menopause to destroy my marriage and even end up making my kids hate me. I’m forty-seven years old and have a beautiful family. I thought everything was going well until my husband, out of frustration, asked me, “What has come over you? You’re fighting everyone around here. What did we do wrong?”
That statement made me livid. “What are you talking about, that I’m fighting everyone around here? Why is it my fault when you are the one pushing me to anger? Are you all kids that I have to baby around here?”
I left the scene and entered the bedroom to breathe. All of a sudden, I was sweating profusely, and my heart was racing. When I calmed down, I assessed the whole situation and asked myself why I was angry. My husband was right. I was fighting everyone without a cause.
That wasn’t who I was. That wasn’t the woman my husband married. He’s very calm and will hardly get into a confrontation. I learned to be calm too, until out of nowhere, there was no calm around me.
Every little thing annoys me. My husband ate and left a little on the plate, and he didn’t hear the end of it until we went to sleep. Even in bed, I was still berating him, “Whoever is cooking out there for you, let me know so I don’t waste energy cooking for you.”
He turned to his other side and continued to sleep. I said I was talking to him, and he was turning away. Not an iota of regret.
My firstborn is the one suffering the most. I can send her to get something, and when she comes back, I will send her to the same place again because I forgot one thing. And she had better not make a sound of agitation.
“Do you know how I’ve suffered in life to bring you into this world? I’m sending you, and you’re getting angry? Leave here. I will go and get it myself.”
Once I’m angry, I carry it through the night until I consciously come around and ask myself what just happened.
I asked the doctor the same question, and she said I’m experiencing symptoms of menopause. My heart stopped beating for a while. I asked if it was going to be like this, and she said, “It’s the beginning, so it can even get bad.”
Dear friends who have been through this already, is there any way you managed it successfully? Mine comes with anger, sweating at night, and sleeplessness. It gets on my nerves when I can’t sleep and my husband is snoring.
Please help before my family calls me a witch. It’s getting out of hand.
—Hannah
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