I want to die, only thing keeping me alive is my 2 toddlers and I resent them for it.
I hate that they make me unable to kill myself.
I want to give them up to my mum but I love them so much I can't end my life and let it affect them.
They have a dad.. My husband. He's useless. More useless than I am.
I live him and he's a lively man but still completely useless like most men I've ever known.
My kids are a battle everyday.
I'm broke.
No prospect of a good future and Its all my fault. I regret everything, I regret having kids with my husband and I regret even having kids. I should have stayed alone forever and been happy.
I pretend like I'm okay and nothing is getting me down but it is. My whole life is a mess.