I feel like the only person in the world who feels like this. I go to playgrounds and see other Mums with loads of kids looking really happy and I feel like such a failure. I love my son more than anything in the world, but I have really bad anxiety, and take anti depressants, and see a counsellor, but don't seem to be feeling any better. I find it so stressful. Have also just moved house which has really taken it out of me. But I find the responsibility overwhelming, and think I might be damaging my son by my madness. I have a 3 day a week job, and only one child, and I feel like I can't cope - whereas other people cope with miles miles more. I feel so guilty, frustrated with myself, and like a total failure. And everyone else seems so very happy. I wish I could be too, but I just obsess about my anxiety and going crazy! I can't see any light at the end of the tunnel, or when I won't feel like this. Anyone know what I mean? I can't remember who I am anymore.... And think I'm boring my husband... And maybe he's going to leave me? Oh my God, such a negative ranting post! Sorry!