Lockdown is the first time I have ever been made to feel regret for having children (mine are 7 and 4). Being with your kids 24/7 is a special kind of parental hell, and 2 months into it I am really, really weary and miserable. Actually, depressed is probably more accurate tbh. And I know I am not the only one – everyone will have their own version of hell going on.
I have to stop torturing myself with how much better I would feel mentally if it was just me and DH.
So, if anyone has the magical answer(s) for how to survive this headfuck of a situation, then I’m all ears. Equally, if you just want to come in and commiserate with me then let rip. I certainly won’t be dishing out any judgements, and hope everyone else has the good sense not to either.