i grow ever more despondent at the awareness that i am ot the parent i thought id be. they bicker and fight and demand and run riot all the smegging time (ok, not all, but it feels like it) and it, on top of yet another low point in my own state of mind, is just unbearable.
i HATE myself for hating to be around them. the elder one gtes involved too... but tis mostly the youngest really, and the one he argues most with is the next one up.
am reading alfie kohn on unconditional parenting and i really want to be that parent. and all i am is a goddamn nervous breakdown on legs. they deserve better. im sure theyd all be better off adopted.