I think I am going through one of the most depressive periods of my life and I'm struggling with this as a full time working mother of a 3 y/o.
I had some time off on Friday and felt so much better for a short while, just being alone and free. As soon as Friday night rolled around though, I felt an overwhelming urge to go to sleep go a avoid living and still haven't really shaken it off.
DP is visibly frustrated. I've tried my best to join in over the weekend but be can see through my efforts to pretend I'm ok. He and DS have just gone for a walk to make the most of this lovely weather but I can't face it. I can't really face anything at the moment except for crawling into bed and watching reruns of old soaps. I dread wasting my weekend and I dread my stressful Monday to Friday job. I'm struggling to find a way out of it at the moment.