...and then put my children up for adoption so they get a better mum than me?
Regular here. Having a shit day. Had a shit day on Thursday. Think I'm slipping falling headlong into another depressive episode and I so don't want to.
I hate this for my children. I hate it for me. I'm so bloody angry at everything. I'm angry with DH for taking up yet another stupid hobby. I'm angry at my mum for sounding frustrated with me when I rang her in tears (although I'm sure I'm being paranoid in that respect). I'm angry with some friends of ours who've behaved really badly. I'm angry at my brother for not returning things I lent him. I'm angry at my PIL for not telling me whether or not they're coming to DD2's birthday party next weekend. I'm mostly angry with myself for being so bloody shit.