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My depression came about from the end of a 20 year relationship 9 years ago. I just couldnt deal with moving out from my two daughters who I love dearly. The are both 19 and 16 years old now. I was basically their mother, as I used to take them to school, feed them, take them out just me and them cos their mother could never be bothered. I had own construction company so I could work my hours around my daughters.
After I left, I lived around the corner from them for a couple of years just to be near them, but my ex insisted that I move further away. She said that people would talk because I only had a small place for them to stay it to some people it could look weird. She made me move for her own reasons, but by saying I could look like a paedo was too much for me because my dad was a sick b#'tard who I hope to never see as long as I live. So I moved a couple of miles further away in a much bigger house. The girls still came over to stay and they still love me to bits and we keep in contact every week, even now.
I then met a lovely woman who I married and we have been together for nearly 7 years. She has no children but loves my girls. Well the girls started getting older and started dating and having move friends, and didn't need to see us as often, but we still lived just a few miles from them to be close. Then a few years back while I was working as a Safety Officer for a large company, I was standing on the hard shoulder of the motorway at 9 at night, watching a traffic management crew install a road closure safely, when an articulated lorry decided he wanted to take me out. He ploughed into my right shoulder at 60mph and the impact threw me into the barrier, I am still recovering years later. I was very lucky to survive such an impact, but company I then worked for sacked me on capability grounds because I was no longer able to do my job as before.
I received a settlement, and so my wife and I decided to invest the money in a smaller house but with more land so that I can potter around, I am only 49, but my heavy work life is over, sadly. We bought the place we are in now, 42 miles away from my daughters, but it has room for us to put a large caravan in some of the grounds, it is right near the beach, it has a stream and a forest and lots going for it. You see the idea is that it may attract the girls to want to stay over more, because they can bring their partners and stay in the caravan for short visits or holidays and with their own families when they have them, and there is loads for them to do here, not like our other house.
Basically, I felt nothing but guilt and sadness since the divorce from my daughters mother, and every hour of every day I still think about them and feel sad for missing them, and feel sad for my wife because she has to see me so sad. The girls both have boyfriend now with cars and will one day have families of their own, and I know this place will be a great place for them because I will build a park and a treehouse for the grandkids, but I suffer so much still without them.
This is one of the reasons I want the chickens, because my daughters have always wanted chickens and so have I, and I hope they will help me to relax, and I hear the eggs are good too. So, sorry about all that you guys, but its good to talk and thanks for reading my ramblings.
After I left, I lived around the corner from them for a couple of years just to be near them, but my ex insisted that I move further away. She said that people would talk because I only had a small place for them to stay it to some people it could look weird. She made me move for her own reasons, but by saying I could look like a paedo was too much for me because my dad was a sick b#'tard who I hope to never see as long as I live. So I moved a couple of miles further away in a much bigger house. The girls still came over to stay and they still love me to bits and we keep in contact every week, even now.
I then met a lovely woman who I married and we have been together for nearly 7 years. She has no children but loves my girls. Well the girls started getting older and started dating and having move friends, and didn't need to see us as often, but we still lived just a few miles from them to be close. Then a few years back while I was working as a Safety Officer for a large company, I was standing on the hard shoulder of the motorway at 9 at night, watching a traffic management crew install a road closure safely, when an articulated lorry decided he wanted to take me out. He ploughed into my right shoulder at 60mph and the impact threw me into the barrier, I am still recovering years later. I was very lucky to survive such an impact, but company I then worked for sacked me on capability grounds because I was no longer able to do my job as before.
I received a settlement, and so my wife and I decided to invest the money in a smaller house but with more land so that I can potter around, I am only 49, but my heavy work life is over, sadly. We bought the place we are in now, 42 miles away from my daughters, but it has room for us to put a large caravan in some of the grounds, it is right near the beach, it has a stream and a forest and lots going for it. You see the idea is that it may attract the girls to want to stay over more, because they can bring their partners and stay in the caravan for short visits or holidays and with their own families when they have them, and there is loads for them to do here, not like our other house.
Basically, I felt nothing but guilt and sadness since the divorce from my daughters mother, and every hour of every day I still think about them and feel sad for missing them, and feel sad for my wife because she has to see me so sad. The girls both have boyfriend now with cars and will one day have families of their own, and I know this place will be a great place for them because I will build a park and a treehouse for the grandkids, but I suffer so much still without them.
This is one of the reasons I want the chickens, because my daughters have always wanted chickens and so have I, and I hope they will help me to relax, and I hear the eggs are good too. So, sorry about all that you guys, but its good to talk and thanks for reading my ramblings.
I will post some pictures of my chooks over the weekend.
