Every night once kids are in bed I just get hit with this wave of depression. I can't be bothered to do anything clean the house. I just sit there with the clock ticking hating myself and my life. So I think I will just go to bed. But then I can't sleep. I end up up all night obsessing on how to fix my problems still not cleaning the bloody house. Then inevitably I'm too tired to do anything about anything the next day either and it just gets worse the next night --and I still don't clean the fucking house.
At the moment I'm obsessed that if my house was clean and tidy I'd feel better. But I'm not sure it's true. Actually I'm not sure how to fix it at all. It's not all the time, but every day for about an hour I feel so depressed, it's horrible.