I feel at my wits end. I guess it’s all just normal but is it? I tell the children not to leave food in their bedroooms over abs over, the dog gets upstairs, steaks a hell pack of jam dog it’s eats the lot, their carpet that is only a few months old looks ten years old from food stains everywhere.
I ask them every morning to remember to feed their rabbits, they never remember, I nag, they argue whites turn it is.
I ask them to start making their own breakfast sometimes over the summer rhdosus, out s piece of toast in, one says she won’t briber eating u less I do it.
I don’t work, I do everything for them, I spend my life trying to make them happy and. I feel I smash my head against a wall when I ask sometimes for say a little thing, like help to unload a food shop etc. im
living with cancer, I get tired and I feel
like I have to say everything. A million times and am constantly met with an anti attitude rather than a caring helpful one.
I suppose it’s just normal parenting but any advice would be appreciated