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[Lentilweaver]

I feel I need to start this. I have so many gripes at the moment, and I just want to moan without the pressure of having to move on to solutions. I am trying to solve them too, but sometimes they can't be easily solved.

Here's my current one: I hate cooking for the family and the mental load that comes with it. Yes, they cook for themselves sometimes, yes, I batch cook sometimes, yes I don't put up with fussiness, yes we do simple meals sometimes, yes yes yes to all of that. But sometimes I still hate it! And I want to be able to moan! Also takeaways have got so expensive and we can't have as many as we used to, so cooking at home all the time.

I'm sick of the double bastard standards at work - apparently being an old, whiny bitch, makes you untouchable.

My DH is Type 2 diabetic and won't eat any normal meals now because he needs to control it. Certainly not anything that the kids will eat: pasta, rice, noodles....He has a stressful job and I only work part time so I have been putting up with it. But yesterday I yelled " Fucking cook your own damn high protein, low carb food" I think he will now. Did I mention we are Asian and mostly veggie? Fuck it all. My brain simply cannot cope. He used to eat at work when he didn't WFH.

@GettingMarriedAgain You didn't make me feel bad. I have not had cancer but have had serious illness in the family and honestly, hated people telling me I was brave. I just had no choice but to get on with it. You don;t need to be grateful either. I had therapy at the time, but found it deeply annoying to be told to be grateful. Binned the therapy and put the money towards eating out or going to the theatre, which honestly makes me feel better.

I am tired, like really tired. My rants are, no one ever takes things up that are on the stairs, no one ever cooks unless asked, no one thinks that they might need to clean the loo oh and no the elves are not real and Christmas does not just happen by magic…….

Completely fed up of DH at the moment. Having a minor petty “discussion” last night when he suddenly loses his shit and starts shouting at me. Asked him not to, but apparently it’s my fault for “not realising he’s stressed…” Err just tell me instead of shouting…

Fed up of being gaslit into every little thing being my fault, and he can do no wrong…

I’m sick of being cold already!..I’m sick that it’s taking days for my laundry to dry…I’m having bowel/stomach issues…we also have a fucking mouse that won’t go into the traps so now we have to fork out hundreds on pest control..

What is with the meal planning nonsense?

DH does all the shopping - partly cause he's 'lost' my credit card so if I want it on the family card I need his phone. And because shopping from a wheelchair is shitty. But he spends half his life complaining about me not giving explicit enough shopping lists. Which he ignores anyway.

DD won't wear skirts anymore. Apparently flapping material makes her feel sick. School is temporarily allowing sports uniform but have been clear they expect me to jolly her into the summer dress.

My new wheelchair is lovely. They put the wrong bar on the back so I can't use the power assist. Now I've taken it home they can't be arsed sorting a time to fix it. That means I'm constantly having to go back ti the less comfortable and falling apart older one because I need the power. I shouldn't need to f-ing compromise like this.

DS is 14 and has 'post-viral migraines and exhaustion'. Today that was added to by allergies and he made it to 1 hour of school. He missed all of last term and now he's going 3 days a week and spending half of that time in the nurses room. I lose whether I send him or not. He's the only one of my 4 to have chosen a not-local school and so he's 30 minutes drive away and I can't deal.

I got ripped off when buying a drink when I paid for petrol this aft

No idea why my siblings spouse is such a 'see you next Tuesday ' but they are not helping my relationship with my sibling. I can honestly say I have no idea what happened, used to get on ok.
But unfortunately due to distance it seems I can't meet with sibling without the spouse so I'll see less of sibling. 😪 really shitty feeling.....

@TheWayTheLightFalls , I am going to borrow your genius phrase of “running with both legs tied together”. It’s exactly how I feel and I’m absolutely sick of it.

I am sick of trying to run a home when half of it is a building site or almost finished but not quite. Builder has gone silent on us and has clearly lost interest; we’re almost at the snagging stage but honestly, a week of concerted effort and we could get this build over the line to fully completed. Ghosting me will not help. To be fair, ghosting is too strong a term but I just want him to answer my fucking questions like when will they connect the hob, so I can feed my kids a vegetable that isn’t microwaved peas or sweetcorn?!

DH has also been useless about most aspects of the build (apart from washing up in the bath) so I am thinking for everyone at the moment.

I also am trying to decorate a room which is the main thoroughfare of the house so everything has to be cleared away at the end of each session. And I’m trying to work but fucking tube strikes (the rationale for which I completely support) have messed up my work plans for the week. I didn’t get the promotion I applied for either.

Oh, and did I mention my bathroom is filthy?

And did someone mention Christmas?!

I'm fed up of catching colds from my children. They bounce back in a day or two, I'm wheezing and coughing for ten days, then a day or two of feeling fine before I catch the next cold.

My mother and sister are driving me mad and using it as an opportunity to show me what superior beings they are. I can't stand them both and wish I hadn't moved to be nearer to them (it seemed like a good idea at the time).

And I've started a new job and just discovered I won't get paid until January. I want to scream, but it will make me cough so hard.

I'm sick of having a tutor in my house every week day, as there are no schools available to cater for his special needs.

I am so fed up of everything.

In the last few years I have had husband walk out on me with two babies, then gaslight me that it's because I'm unbearable to live with when it later came to light that he'd had multiple affairs and run up huge gambling debts (that I then had to pay most of in divorce).

Despite this I ensured we maintained a good co-parenting relationship, with me letting him have most of his contact at my house etc as he had nowhere suitable to have the children. I thought finally things were becoming stable again.

Then earlier this year he was arrested - at my house in front of my young children - for involvement in child pornography. I still cannot believe it.

My children are too young to understand why they can't see him anymore so are traumatised. I have had to deal with social services investigating to ensure I am safeguarding them from him (obviously they've had no contact and never will again!). And to deal with the divorce, and all of the cost and worry of that. And being traumatised myself by what he has done.

I have disabilities and have to juggle a high-pressured job and two traumatised children who also are going through the ASD diagnostic process. They really need me full time but I have to work to provide for them so I constantly feel guilty.

CAMHS refuse to help, social services refuse to help. The social worker said "why should we help you when you have a job?". All the people who are meant to help just make more work for me then shrug their shoulders. The NHS told me that they'll have to wait another 3-4 years to confirm their diagnosis so school and nurseries refuse to put any adjustments in place because they mask there. They can't cope with normal childcare so my childcare bill is huge. At home it is just endless meltdowns, screaming, crying, hitting me. I am currently getting 3 hours if sleep most nights. Plus one child recently had to have an operation.

I am exhausted and in constant pain. I can't get anything done, the house is a tip. I am so fed up of it all, it seems never ending.

I got a pathetic 1% payrise this year so effectively a 10% paycut. I need to get a new job but not sure my mental or physical health will stand it.

Is it really supposed to be this hard?

I'm really sick of supposedly living in a wealthy country, working hard but not being able to get ahead as my parents did. I often think what's the point?

@MoanyMoanyMcMoanface ·

That is awful. I can offer no help but hope things get better soon.

I don't mind the plastic thing on some milk but sometimes I ordered the wrong UHT milk. The one where you have to cut it rather than open the top. I always spill the bloody think.

Oh and roads being dug up. Wood Lane in Shepherd's Bush, you wait hours to get through, I leave in plenty of time for work/home and it can take 20 minutes just sitting there! I don't whinge to the driver as not his fault. I just seethe!!

oh! and my bladder. I have to take a water tablet but also two of my other tablets - one of the drawbacks is that they make me go more. I piss for England!! Bloody fed up with it! And the cost of pants, pads and bed pads (just sitting up in bed can make me go!!). I refuse to take them if I am going out somewhere (cinema/theatre).

I must have been in a bubble. I was actually shocked at the price of sweets the other day I do not need them (diabetic for fuck's sake!). Jesus the price!

I'm getting married in a week. A small secret wedding with just my DD's and my two DSS's (to be) due to the fact the DP's ex wife kicked off and refused in advance to let the DSS's attend the bigger wedding we had planned for next year (despite the fact that she now lives with the man she had the affair with that ended their marriage and goes about telling everyone what a lucky escalate she had from
DP-amongst lots of other incredibly malicious things she has done). We haven't told anyone else precisely because she would find some way to mess it up, such is her form.

I was however looking forward to our little wedding nevertheless.

The ex wife has now just announced on Facebook and to my DSS's that she may have a life threatening illness and so my DSS's are in bits. If she has, it is of course awful-despite what she has done and continues to do to DP and our family, I wouldn't wish it on anyone. However I inwardly feel a bit frustrated as I just wanted one thing that doesn't end up being about her in some way.
It would seem in bad taste to be celebrating our wedding with the boys now so I don't know what we will do about it.

And yes I'm well aware I'm being selfish in being upset about it-and that makes me annoyed at myself and so therefore the whole thing is even more messed up.

Waiting in for a parcel

Today has been so long. Long and boring day and still only Wednesday.

Wish weight came off as easily as it goes on.

OH put a lot of weight on when he was ill and less mobile, he's stable now and trying to get rid of the weight.

I wish the co op wasn't so bloody expensive. It's become ridiculous but it's right there in the place I collect my kids from and I hate doing two journeys when I could just do one.

@MoanyMoanyMcMoanface If ever there was someone entitled to moan, you are. What a horrible man your husband turned out to be. It's certainly not meant to be this hard. It's a platitude but I really hope things improve for you.

My sister and I have been NC for years, but are having to engage as our Dad is terminally ill. She's absolutely pushing me to my limits, with her control freakery and bullying Dad into what she wants/needs which is to be the "caring Christian" that she really fucking isn't. She's got the care company dancing to her tune as she knows the manager and not Dad's and I really am angry that I've let her push me away rather than exploding at her and telling her to fuck the fuck off and leave me alone. It's going to be a long few months and I just want to enjoy my last few months with him. She has to ruin everything for me, even his death

I can’t stand my kids paternal grandma. She’s fake as FUCK and will smile in my face and then talk shit about me to my kid’s dad. I’ve just been told she’ll be coming to my house on Friday to see my kids. Kill me fucking now!

Why’s it so difficult to change my eating habits but I have no problem going to the gym with three times a week?! How am I going to lose 4 stone when I’m eating a whole pack of biscuits and constantly eating sweets. I don’t know how to stop comfort eating.

And why the HELL does the mice in my flat keep dodging the traps I’m fucking sick of them

badger1970 sympathies

Currently 36 weeks pregnant with baby #3 and while very happy and lucky to be pregnant at all, I'm so fucking done! I want my lung space back, I want my back to not hurt, I want to flop face first into bed and sleep for 8 uninterrupted hours, and most importantly, I want to be able to shave my god damn legs! 😭

Thank you. I am completely burned out now. I feel so, so sad for my children, because despite how hard I've fought it's not enough. I dread that one day I am going to have to tell them the truth of it all, when they are older. No idea how I will even do that. They will be even more heartbroken.

I was so careful as well. We lived together for years before marriage, then only had children after 7 years of marriage. No red flags at all until then. None. Nobody suspected anything. It still all feels like a bad dream.

I'm finding it so hard to focus on anything these days then getting really annoyed with myself for procrastinating.