I used to have my shit together. Mum to 2 daughters aged 4 and 7, wife, full time working parent with a good job and always had good health. On top of everything and in control. Then last christmas I lost a baby, not massively far along but it was so wanted and it happened at the worst of times. Managed to get out of hospital for Christmas but had to go back due to complications on boxing day and spent a good few weeks in a weird little bubble but carried on because well, you have to don't you?! Then in June of this year I suffered a strange episode and have since been diagnosed with a lifelong chronic illness that affects me every day and could possibly result in severe struggles for the future. I ended up unemployed as the episode happened on my last day of my job and I was due to start a new one the week after. I was unable to start the job and they needed someone urgently so had to retract the job offer. I have now been unemployed for 5 months trying to recover.
I am the person my friends and family describe as strong. The one who people congratulate on being able to cope so well with all of this because they know they couldn't but inside I am just a big fat fucking mess. I have counselling as I have developed strong anxiety and self confidence issues and I want to work towards being able to be a better person with all of this going on and I thought I was doing well but this morning was a real struggle. The kids were playing up before school and I was running late after sleeping badly. I lost my temper, I screamed and this resulted in my eldest DD7 becoming very upset and saying she was going to kill herself (dramatic I know but concerning) and that she was a bad family member and friend. It came from nowhere and couldn't be further from the truth. She is the sweetest girl and I pushed her to the edge. She was upset and I comforted and reassured her and apologised and she went to school but now I just feel awful. This is what life has come to.