I don't know what came over me this evening. I'm clearly not coping.
DS has autism and is in desperate need of a hair cut. He has been going to the same barber for three years and has slowly come to accept him / the process. He was due to get his hair cut the week before lockdown happened but DH didn't take him, he chose to just go and get his done himself - saying he'll take DS another day. Then lockdown happened.
Fast forward to now and DS is starting to look scruffy, he's still attending school so needs to look presentable.
My DSC were here today (one also has autism) with freshly cut smart hair, done by their DM, which prompted me to decide I'll have a go at sorting DS' myself.
I tried to do it myself this evening which was a big mistake. He hasn't had a good week, lots of violence toward me and siblings.
He thrashed around everywhere and went into meltdown resulting in a ridiculously wonky fringe.
DH came home from taking DSC home and started complaining - saying how I should have just waited until tomorrow, like that would somehow have made a difference to the outcome.
I'm starting to get stressed at this point and tell him I'm sick of waiting for everything because when left to him it never happens.
He got defensive and pissed off with me saying that. I got upset and told him to just 'F off' which I've never done before.
I try again to salvage DS' fringe and he thrashes about again and starts shouting.
DH is still there talking about how waiting until tomorrow was the best thing to do and how I can't do DS hair whilst he's thrashing around like that. No shit.
I abandoned the hair cut, threw the scissors down onto the floor, shouted "just fuck off" and went on to say how sick of everything I am and went to the bedroom to cry where I stayed for the next half an hour feeling pathetic and guilty for exploding like that infront of the DC.
I don't know where it came from, its not who I am on a day to day basis.
Has anybody else ever had an outburst like this and managed to forgive yourself?
The guilt is awful.