Please help. I?m truly pissed off at the moment. I?m sorry this is so long
I have two sons ? 5 and 3 who are a handful but lovely. I?m worried about ds1 as he may have sensory issues (sensitivity to clothes and smells which can make eating and changing absolute hell!). It took me three weeks to get him shoes for school which were ?comfortable? and I?ve only just got him back into wearing polo shirts because they ?hurt?.
DH is self-employed. His current contract is at a place which is over an hour and a half commute ? he?s away 7-7 every day.
My disabled brother moved down here from his home (300 miles away) before Christmas when my stepdad couldn?t look after him any more. I?ve had a hellish time organising his first independent flat (supported accommodation) which is about 20 minutes away. I had to battle two sets of social services to organise his move and do everything to his flat ? paint it, carpet it, furnish it. All on top of Christmas.
Social services are helping now but from accessing his money, to doing his washing, to shopping, I still have to do everything - as well of course as provide emotional support.
We have no family to help at all. No babysitter. My sister lives an hour and a half away but flatly refuses to help.
I?m doing a PhD and freelance work and I?m going mental with stress. I?m on top of my PhD and making progress and the end is in sight. Every year, I?m supposed to have a board meeting to check progress but they?ve never bothered because I live three hours away. This year they?ve decided it needs to take place even though they know my situation. So I?ve got to drag myself to London on Wed for a meeting which will take 30 minutes. I?ll have to spend ££40 and waste three hours travelling
It makes me feel so stressed because it feels so pointless to have to factor this in too. It makes me feel like telling them to f*k it and jack in my PhD but I know that would be irrational. I?m just so bad tempered with everyone about my life generally too. Always taking it out on DH.
I just feel my life is crap. I can?t work because all the stuff I would do is in London and I can?t commute there with DH away and no one to help with the kids.
My brother?s carer turned up at the wrong time today and I?ve just had to go and prepare his meal despite him being with us all day. On the way back home, I was thinking that it would be good to come down with something contagious so I could just stop the madness!! I know that is stupid but how do I manage this without things getting worse. I can?t see the wood for the trees!