I'm 52. DH and 2 DC. 1 DC is ASD. He's 18 but we have to bath/wash/teeth for him, cook most dinners for him. He is not disabled physically but refuses to do these things.
10 30pm last night. I've already closed down the kitchen. DH is out. ASD DC then wants food cooking (due to food issues he eats on demand. Hed only had 1 meal so far that day and is under weight), the things I need for cooking are clean in the dishwasher. I empty the dish washer, get DC dinner on, retrieve all the plates of food from DC room (if I don't remove them then they will go mouldy and stink. He might bring down 1 plate but never all of them), scrape and full dishwasher reload. Cat is being violently sick. I clean it up. Several times. Finish & serve dinner. Tidy away. Closed down kitchen again. DH then rings to be picked up. It's now 11pm. I wake up this morning to a message from a friend asking for a favour again. I work FT. I am drained. Just totally drained.
Just needed to vent