I'm mentally exhausted. I used to be such a resilient person. I used to be happy, friendly, bubbly, optimistic and kind. Now I don't recognise myself. I am so negative and miserable, after being worn down the past couple of years from covid, turning 40, having a baby and a H that does the bare minimum. I keep telling myself things could be worse, and least I have x,y,z. I'm actually lucky bla bla bla. But actually, I'm tired and miserable. Just wanted to vent, not looking for advice or sympathy. Feel free to vent too about your first world problems. Or tell me I am BU and to suck it up and be grateful for what I have.