I’m so exhausted. I have a chronic illness and have been very unwell for months now. I’m on the mend and due to go back to work very soon and absolutely dreading it. I’ve been struggling massively with anxiety and I can feel depression starting to rear its ugly head, so have been using some of the tools I learnt previously during CBT which is helping somewhat.
DP is great on good days but also exhausted. We generally share the load; he does more cooking and I do more cleaning/tidying, but usually it’s roughly split. Being unwell, all I ask is that everyone tidies up after themselves rather than save it all for one big “clean up”, but of course that doesn’t happen and I’m constantly tidying up after everyone.
Over the last few days, I have been super busy (despite not feeling so great) and have completely crashed today, so haven’t been tidying up at all. The house is an absolute tip. I’m not asking them to scrub the house top to bottom every day, just to put the margarine back in the fridge once they’ve finished with it or unpack the bag of shopping they’ve left in the middle of the kitchen floor.
Normally I would just bite my tongue and deal with the mess tomorrow, but I’m trying not to bottle things up so much as I know it’s adding to the anxiety which in turn isn’t helping my physical health, so I raised the issue with DP this evening. It didn’t go down well. He was defensive and made a few comments such as “We can’t all be perfect like you” and “You think you do everything and no one else does anything”. To be clear, I don’t think either of these things are true. I do think DP and the DCs (particularly the eldest) don’t pull their weight with the tidying as much as they could but I don’t think they do “nothing”.
So now the issue is less about the relatively minor issue of keeping the house tidy but more about the way DP and I are communicating. I can’t go on not being able to express issues without it turning into a passive aggressive war words (or, as it currently stands, a lack there of). I’m having serious anxiety about going back to work, not being 100% well and still trying to maintain a home and got a little tearful, to which he responded “and now she’s crying” with an eye roll.
I feel so overwhelmed and stressed out and just do not know what to do with myself. I don’t even know why I’m posting here to be honest, I guess I’m just looking for some reassurance that everything will be ok.