Sometimes, I just fucking hate my life and want to run away.
I have a narcissistic parent who makes me life a misery sometimes. I recently put my foot down and said enough is enough but the fall out of this is causing me so much stress and aggravation.
I have one DC who is nearly three and I'm struggling at the moment. I'm sick of being climbed over and hurt. I'm sick of being ignored and not listened too.
Also have a DH who is wonderful but sometimes I feel so frustrated because he always seems to get the final say on important decisions and yet claims, he never gets a say and I always get what I want.
I mean, sure, it's me who gets the deciding vote on trivial things like home decor, flooring, curtains, day to day stuff, iyswim but he's the one that gets the say on the big things.
I've wanted to move away since before we even met. He doesn't want too. Even now almost seven years later he won't entertain the idea. We live in the area we both come from. He has family here and I get that. I can't force him. But I hate it here. It's an expensive part of the country and we struggle to make ends meet. I think we'd have a better quality of life selling up and buying somewhere cheaper in another part of the country. But no. Not up for discussion.
I want a dog. Nope. Not allowed. I want a wnd DC. Nope. To be fair to DH, he's probably right about having a second DC. It's not a good idea. But I can't help wanting it regardless.
Sometimes, I just want to run away from it all. My house is a shit hole. My diet is poor. I can't keep my life together. It's chaotic and overwhelming.