I've been working at my current job for three years now. Initially, everything was fine, but lately it feels like I'm just emotionally suffocating there. I wake up dreading going to work. My coworkers are decent people, but I've lost all desire to socialize. When I get home, I'm completely drained. I just stay in my bed and watch TV. My husband says I've become a completely different person. We used to go out a lot, hang out with friends, but now I can't muster the energy for any of it. I know that I need to make change, but I don't know where to start. Is this what they call a midlife crisis? Or could it be depression? How to get out of this?

I'm in a relationship that I want to get out of but can't.

We met on Facebook, today is seven months old in our relationship, we have gone on dates only once in seven months.

I used to talk to him to pass the time but now the relationship has become very serious.

The girl was married once and has a two-year-old son. Her husband has been fighting with her and has been abroad for one and a half years. I don't know how to fight with her husband, but the girl's character is not so good. She is a village girl. She is a burden in her father's house after getting married. , the father always abused the girl, by finding me she gets a chance to share her sorrows and she wants to marry me, but I never want to marry her, I can't leave her because her parents stay with family and they are not by her side, she Helpless, I can't marry him again because his character is not that good, I don't like his character at all, I always told him to leave, she was very hurt and tensed when she heard that.

Neighbors she knows work from Mumbai, contact them she left home two months ago today to go to Mumbai so that she can work there and stand on his own feet, on the way she met me in Kolkata and we spent a lot of time together at OYO

Then I was so emotional that I asked her to stay with me instead of going to Mumbai and made many requests but she refused.

But she went to Mumbai and told me that she made a big mistake by leaving me and she wants to be with me.

My family will never accept our relationship.

Then confusion came in my mind, I couldn't decide which one to choose, after day after day of thinking, now I came to a decision that I have to get out of this relationship.

But I have a lot of affection for him because of his helplessness, I can't leave her in any way,

She says she will commit suicide if I leave her

Today she is working as a Caretaker in Mumbai for two months, at this moment she has some liver disease in her abdomen, bleeding with stool, at that time she told me that if I don't marry her, she will not treat her disease and she will die like this without treatment.

What should I do now, what would someone say?

Far from marrying her, I don't want to have any relationship with her anymore.

But she has no one but me.

She and her parents and her family neglected her and she doesn't want to return home, now the only thing in her mouth is if she doesn't get me she will die without treatment from Mumbai.

Everything inside me screams from helplessness and injustice of it all! I don’t hate my sister-in-law, as a woman, I want to support her, I really do. And I know she's been through a lot. It's been three long years since she moved in with us, seeking refuge from her abusive ex-husband. Three years of watching her struggle being a young mother, and three years of feeling the walls of my own life closing in on me. As much as I want to help her, I can't take it anymore. It's not just about her not contributing to the household or being oblivious to the impact of her presence; it's about feeling like I'm suffocating under the weight of her problems.

Our relationship has taken a turn for the worst the last three months. Ever since she smacked me on the mouth for trying to help her with her baby. She apologized, and we both act as if we’re fine. But I’m not. I can’t stand it anymore hearing her say she regrets having her baby, all the while I’m trying so hard to get pregnant. I can’t stand her being so controlling and anxious about everything, having to go on tiptoes in my own house because loud noises make my sister-in-law jump and lash out. I would call her passive-aggressive if she didn’t have so many issues. I know she's been through hell and back, and I can't imagine the pain she must have endured with her ex. Because of this, I don’t dare to share my feelings with my husband. I can’t use the word “abuse”, it was my sister-in-law who was abused by her husband. If I only hint that her behavior is domestic abuse in my eyes, I’ll be called a heartless bitch and I probably will be a bitch in our friends’ opinion. But I feel that she is being mentally and verbally abusive towards me every single day, and I can’t excuse it for her depression or her temper tantrums anymore. When she hit me, my patience with her ran out. I can't stand domestic violence from anyone, especially not from my own sister-in-law. If she ever raises a hand on me again, I will tell my husband, that’s decided. I regret not telling him three months ago, but I feel that the moment is lost now. And would he even believe me? He'd think I’m exaggerating or making a big deal out of nothing.

I want to tell him how I feel, but I'm afraid. He's always been so selfless in his desire to help others. I married a freaking Robin Hood! Nobody told me his sister would come as a bonus. God, I feel guilty even for writing this… How can I possibly accuse my sister-in-law of being violent, aggressive, selfish, when she’s the victim? But at the same time, I can't keep living like this. I feel like I'm drowning.

I want her out of my house and my life. It feels immoral to think about asking her to leave when she has nowhere to go and with a child. But at the same time, I can't ignore the fact that her presence makes me neurotic. I don't know what to do. I feel torn between my duty and my own need for space and peace. I just wish there was a solution that doesn't make everything my fault.

I feel like I'm drowning in a sea of my own thoughts, each one dragging me further down. How did I get to this place where everything feels so heavy, and why can't I find a way out? Every morning, it's a struggle just to get out of bed, like I'm carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders. I try to put on a brave face, but inside, I'm crumbling, and I'm terrified that one day the facade will crack. Is it normal to feel this isolated, even when surrounded by people? Please, if anyone can hear me, I need to know I'm not alone