I think I've reached my limit.
Can't bring myself to leave the house, struggled to even take the dog for a walk. Eaten about 3 proper meals since Xmas day.
I'm hardly cooking, the house is a mess.
Contacted adult SS's & begged for help.
They are putting dad in respite for 2 weeks.
He thinks I'm kicking him out, his sister has been in contact saying he's unhappy with my decision & she wants me to delay the respite.
No one in the family is helping, yet I'm being made to feel guilty for needing a break.
I have a 6 year old who needs me, & a demanding job to return to on Tuesday.
I've totally fallen apart and it's only been 4 months. They want to bring him back after 2 weeks so I can continue care, I feel duty bound but i don't think I will cope. In fact I know I won't.
This is harder than the newborn stage, & that was fucking hard.
You choose to have a child, so it's your job to look after them.
I didn't choose this & I resent it. I'm angry, so fucking angry all the time.
I hate my life, absolutely hate it. I feel suffocated, Ill from stress.