This week has been awful. My children have been ill and so have I. I still feel physically dreadful (flu, possibly a chest infection now) and I'm barely getting any sleep as DD2 is still unwell and waking in the night.
My DP has been doing a lot to help, but my DC only want me when they're ill. My XH has said he can't have them. My parents had them one night when I had to go to A&E, but I can't to collect them early the next morning.
The responsibility is killing me. The inability to ever get a break is becoming too much. Im arguing with my DP. Snapping at him because he can get a break and I can't (not his fault, DC only want me so I'm up in the night with them. He's been getting up to help get medicines, water etc but there's only so much he can do). I'm becoming resentful of his ability to put himself first when I never can.
I've had depression for 10 years (medicated). It's just become too much. I'm so tired. I'm so drained. I just want to run away.