because no one in my family or people I know will want to listen.
Had a hell of a weekend. Discovered I had threadworms on Friday night (I am the kind of person who hoovers every day and keeps on top of household matter and washes hands all the time, to the point they are dry and sore.) After looking at my bum hole (I felt itchy) and seeing one or two of them, I checked my daughter's who was asleep. She had them too. Sent OH out to buy pills from Boots open until 12. Took pill myself, made him take pill despite protestations he didn't have them.
Morning came, so did a OCD style clean up with disinfectant. Toys cleaned, beds stripped and washed, hoovering again, soft toys put in machine at 60.
OH sitting on computer with daughter. Out to get more disinfectant etc, back to it again. Whole house done. Had to shout for help, shouldn't have to.
Today, the washing machine is still going, another wipedown and hoover. OH said he would do me breakfast, but it didn't materialise. Fuss to get daughter in bath again. Now OH is snoring on sofa, he's had it tough.
I want to talk to someone and share my woes, but can't tell mother, as she would be disgusted and would never come round again (not that she does anyway), and sister would reel also.
I feel unclean, fed up and damned pissed off.