can I start by saying yes I know I’m lucky to be going on holiday.
But I’m dreading it, the idea of it is just making me feel really anxious and depressed. We always want to different things, DH just irritates me (which TBF I think I do him too) I think it just highlights that we don’t have much in common and our parenting styles are quite different. Kids are teens and good kids but can get quite moany on holiday which also annoys me.
sorry, I know it’s the ultimate first world problem but genuinely really not looking to it.