I am not or have really ever been the kind to tell people my PERSONAL Business, but anyway, what is your advice to deal with this STRESS I am having?
Having been brought up to keep up the front that we are happy, happy, happy, no problems here - I find it difficult to let people know when something is wrong too. But rough times happen to everyone, and that doesn't mean that there is something wrong with you, that you aren't doing enough, or don't have enough faith.
You don't specify whether this is a temporary or long-term situation; something out of your control or something you can influence. Try to get clear in your mind what you can and can't do about it, and what the consequences would be.
My worst recent life event was the loss of a baby at 20 weeks. I would classify this as a long-term/out of my control situation. This is what I wrote to another woman going through a very similar experience. Maybe you can pick some stuff out that applies.......I have put in bold what I think is important.
" I am so sorry that you are having to go through this. I remember I was very weepy, I cried a lot. It was only a couple of weeks before Christmas, and our GP visited and signed us both off for two weeks, so we were able to just be together for nearly a month. That was a big help. We actually just slept a lot. I think that was a way of the physical body coping with the emotional grief. We were offered counselling, but we did not feel that it would be helpful. We were OK on our own. I did have a philosophy that comforted me - it is purely personal, but this is how I felt. Before we started trying for a baby, I felt that our lives together were lovely. We had each other, a nice home, loving family. If we had a baby, that would be the icing on the cake, but if it couldn't, then we still had the "cake". I never thought that we would be facing losing a baby, but I tried to keep focusing on what we did still have. I allowed myself to grieve; and I allowed myself to laugh. We still joked at the darkest moments. I bought Grant comedy DVDs for Christmas; we watched them together and laughed. Part of me couldn't believe that my baby had ever been there inside of me, part of me couldn't believe he was gone. I felt really desperate to get pregnant again, but part of me worried that I would never love another baby because it wouldn't be the one we lost. I did get pregnant again rather quickly, I only had one period after the baby was born. Ironically, initially, I felt worse again rather than better. I think this would have happened however long I waited to conceive again. I was touched by how many people reached out to us with cards and notes - and by the number of women who confided their own losses. It sounds like you are a family of faith, and I am sure your community of faith will be a support to you too. Sometimes people said things which were insensitive or hurtful (not intentionally); and a few people ignored what happened completely. Everyone asked Grant how I was - no-one ever wanted to know how he was. Most importantly, eventually, I felt better. I dreaded his due date; it has come and gone and it wasn't that bad. You will never forget [your baby], and it is totally natural to feel miserable, angry, confused or numb now. But you will be happy again."