Struggling.
DM has cancer. It doesn't look like she will recover and I don't believe we'll have her for long. I just cannot be strong for her.
We are isolated from her family because of a difference of opinion on dogs, of all things, and I'm just alienating us more because I just can't help taking their views personally (they won't shut a snappy dog away from DCs and my view is increasingly fuck you though I'm aware I'm OTT). That is making it worse but my attitude is also a symptom of my mindset iyswim.
The DCs are rubbish sleepers. Dd takes ages to go to sleep and DS wakes through the night. We are both sleep deprived.
I have taken on a FT teaching job (before mum got worse) and now I've started I know I can't cope. We will barely get by but I think I will have to quit.
What in the name of fuck to do?
Sorry, rambling and ranty.