Crap few weeks, since the start of Jan really. I am getting help from counsellor (will make appointment soon- its GP.), but really don't feel as though I can do this.
At the moment, the house is fifthly. I feel dirty, even though I wash, make beds, do laundry every day. I clean the sides, bathroom etc., wash up and put away. But the house is just...it's squalor, basically. I can't stand to be here. The carpets need replacing, fifth all over the walls (pen marks, stuff from when had central heating put in , it won't come off). Needs painting, but I've no time. Cat has sprayed on carpet, have cleaned it, but still stinks. I feel as though my clothes all smell like that too.
I need to vacuum and iron and have a bath but I just can't bring myself to do it. Spent 3 hours (more) cleaning already. Need to put together new drawers for DD, because hers are broken. But can't do it on my own, and no-one here to help me. I'm trying so bloody hard- but I just can't do it.
I'm so useless I haven't even sorted DDs uniform yet. It's waiting to be ironed. Because I've been doing my uni work so I can actually graduate in May. I want to phone social services and ask them to take her away right now, I clearly can't cope with her. She's only 6, but would be better off somewhere else, with some-one who can cope. And find her bloody socks. I need medication, the crisis team, fucking anything. I can't do this. It's too much.