Am upset with DH. Not even angry, but sad. He's out again tonight and got arsey with me for being disappointed and I just feel so taken for granted and lost. I don't want to tell him not to go because he cancelled going out recently to look after me. I have two kids to look after and I just want to crawl under the covers and cry. And I can't think of anyone I could call to talk to. All my friends without kids now live far away, all my friends with kids are relationships too new and fragile for me to call them and wail about my slightly nonspecific woe.
I don't know. Maybe I'm having a hormonal meltdown. Maybe it's delayed onset PND. But I just feel like I've discovered like I'm alone in my relationship and that I've sacrificed every other relationship that I could talk to about it.