This is happening more and more. I feel like I’m going to have a breakdown. I spend as much time as possible in bed and I have two children 6 and 10.
I am loving and try my best. They are loved, fed well, clean and have lots to play with but I keep spending hours and hours in bed whilst they play and watch tv.
I cannot bear to go outside and haven’t take. Them outside at all. I constantly feel guilty and know I must but I very overweight and cannot face it.
I feel that low that I actually want to end it all. I have so much going on. So lucky in many ways and so unlucky in others. I want a normal happy life but seem destined to bring myself and family down.
I know I couldn’t leave them but my mind is in a dark dark place and I can’t keep taking it.
Surely I’m a good mum even if the house is a mess (Christmas Decs still up). I work and I’m on leave but dreading going back on Monday and wondering what to do.
Sorry, rambling now but everyone thinks I’m happy as I am the best pretender I. The world but really I’m living a nightmare.
This ends but always comes back and worse.