New here. I have been extremely depressed for weeks now. Situational for the most part- my adoptive father quit talking to me. My mother is an alcoholic. I'm an adult with children. Children that are healthy gorgeous and smart. But I can't shake this feeling that there is nothing good to my life. I wake up. I clean. I cook, I clean some more, I go to bed. I experience no joy at all in life anymore. I started taking Wellbutrin sr a few months ago. Today, overwhelmed with housework and lonely, I drove to the park to be alone and told my husband that I don't feel like living anymore. He yelled at me and said that if he just left the house like that I would have yelled at him. He said nothing to comfort me, just was nasty and chewed me out for leaving. Last night we drank a little and he told me how much he loved me and all and then this. I don't feel truly loved at all by anyone now and I'm sick of this mundane life and I'm only here to get the kids raised. Beyond that I'm hoping to die once they are gone. I have no family otherwise, no career to support myself, and my husband just hurt me so bad tonight I feel that our marriage is not going to work out. Is Wellbutrin messing with me? Is my husband truly a jerk for saying that? Or did I deserve it? So confused.