Grrrrrrrr! I'm so fucking fed up. Every bloody Christmas I absolutely do what I can to make it the best day of the year for my DH and the kids, and every bloody year I end up feeling like I'm an unappreciated woman-cook and afterthought who was only used purely to carry, give birth to and look after the children. I fucking, fucking, FUCKING hate it. I'm so pissed off its unbelievable and there is still a day to go.
AIBU to cry into a pint of wine because I feel completely fucking sick of it?