Getting worse

Well, I went with Bill to his therapist appointment and found out that he has tried to commit suicide in the last six months. He just backed out and couldn't go through with it. So now I have even more to worry about. My life just sucks. There is no way I can keep going with everything going wrong. I just am not strong enough to hold everyone up. I have enough problems without adding this kind of crap to it too. Now he has to see Holly every week and possibly be put on anti-depressants for his problems. Hopefully something helps him because I can't do much more for him. I try to listen to all his complaints and problems but then I stress out from his overload. One would think that with all the problems I already have that too much more and I won't be able to cope at all. Personally I'm not sure how much more of this I can go through. The disabilty, the worker's comp and the possibliltiy of losing our house is just becoming too much to handle. I wish Bill would just sell our house and move up by my mom while she still has the cabin. It would really make things so much easier for me to handle. I would at least have mom for support more than I do now. Right now I'm luck to see my mom once a month and I really do need her more than that with everythign going wrong right now. I feel like crying everyday and the stress makes me naseous. Of course Bill doesn't understand any of my problems with all of this. He thinks it is all just his problem. There has to be something better out there for me and my kids. This can't be all there is to life.