I'm on a full time masters placement. Work 3 late nights. Am a single mum to a ten year old. Have two dogs to look after. A house to run. A dad who is in hospital and just getting out of ICU so up and down there most days.
I am just done in and don't seem to get much enjoyment out of life these days. I've came in tonight and have had to lie in my bed as I am so fucking tired. Ten year old jumping about on my bed demanding attention and I just do not have the energy. She's away downstairs in a huff and I'm here feeling guilty.
Everyday is so repetitive and busy.
I've been seeing someone since October and that is the only thing that provides relief at the moment and even that is once every two weeks.
Every single other thing in my life just seems like such a chore. I am so fed up. I don't even look forward to the weekends anymore. Every day is just a battle to get through.