Raniah & Gettingby,
I am so glad I found this site. I have been reading a lot of the other posts. If nothing else, it is good to know that I am not the only one on the planet that feels this way and that I am not just sitting around having a pity-party.
To answer Raniah, my husband has always been one to worry over us. In the past, it wasn't a problem. He took care of us, and we knew he loved us. It has just gotten to the point that his "love" is becoming overbearing. It has gone from, I love you and want to take care of you to I am doing this because I love you and it's like he's afraid that if we aren't sitting at the house, or being with him, something bad might happen to us. It's like he's become obsessed with us or something and it's as though he thinks that as long as he is hovering over us, nothing bad will happen to us. What I have found out, in the last several months is that his father has been taking meds for anxiety/depression for years and that his father's mother had mental health issues as well. His dad told me that his (the dad's) mother was always afraid to let the kids leave the house. She would have been happy if her children had never married, and never left home and stayed with her and she could have taken care of them. I understand that she disliked both of her childrens' spouses and had little, if anything to do with the grandchildren. My husband has told me that his paternal grandmother never made him feel welcome and was outright hostile toward his mother.
To the point, though. I'm just tired, frustrated, and sad. I have prayed and prayed for him and for my daughter. I know my vow is "in sickness and in health". My prayers have changed, lately, though. Now, I am praying for my own release. I'm afraid that if anything happens to me, my daughter won't finish school, but more and more I find that just doesn't have the power over me that it used to.
When I was at my worst, years ago, she was a little thing. I knew I had to keep going or she would end up with her bio-dad and his family (they were the nearest thing to hell on earth you could imagine). Now, she is 20 and a year away from graduating. But, I'm a coward.