I, like so many others, am really struggling to cope with this second lockdown. I have two young children, both under 5, and a military husband. Pre-covid, my coping strategy for military spouse loneliness was getting out and about, doing things, having friends over, and being with family. All of which have been stripped away. I of course completely understand that there are people who have it much harder, and I am grateful that for now, my husband's job is safe. However my mental health has taken a nose dive, and my binge eating is worse than ever. It's like this monster that lives inside of me, and it takes all of my energy to keep it a bay. This makes me depressed and tired during the day, subsequently turning me into a snappy bitch. I hate the mother I am at the moment. I get this internal despair when people tell me they've managed to watch netflix all day, or went for a nice peaceful dogwalk, or learn't a new hobby whilst on furlough - all things I would LOVE to be able to do. On this posting there is minimal green space near us to take the kids on a walk, so it's the same outside space, day after day, then back indoors to a disgusting messy house with kids that are bored, (understandable), so the remainder of the day is tasked with entertaining them when all I want to do is sleep so I don't think about food. As you can imagine I have absolutely no motivation to do anything good for myself, when I know I need to. I'm miles away from family and I just feel wretched.
Sorry to drear on about myself, but I don't have any other outlets really . Anyone feeling similar?