I have a 2 month old baby who wakes every 2 hours to feed. By the times he's fed/winded and settled I get about 45 mins sleep between his feeds.
I also have a teenager daughter who refuses to go to school. I do the night feeds and dp is supposed to get her out to school but his efforts to actually do this are not effective. He leaves her to get on with it and she more often than not stays in bed not moving until its too late to go.
For the past few weeks I've been staying up after the night feeds to try and get her up. I'm beyond tired but she doesn't care. Today she told me it's my own fault for having kids.
I've just walked out because I was sobbing. Dp could blatantly hear me. Dd could hear me. Neither of them give a fuck. Dp sits in the lounge sipping tea and watching TV with the baby whilst I struggle with dd upstairs on no sleep. It feels like it's easier for him to turn the other way. Then he claims I'm being unreasonable when I lose my shit.
I'm so tired. I spent all weekend cleaning the shit hole house for everyone else to undo it all. I'm getting horrible headaches everyday from the stress/lack of sleep.
I just walked out. I don't think they've even noticed. I feel like they would only care when they run out of clean pants. Nothing I do.is ever good enough and I can't carry on this way. It feels like everything is on my shoulders. So much mental burden and no one will share the load. I don't want to go home. I have no where else to go barr checking into a premier Inn and sleeping for a month. I hate it all. The baby is beautiful and I love him so much but it feels impossible to enjoy him sometimes with everything else crushing me.
I don't want to kill myself but equally I don't want to be here any more when my sole purpose is to service everyone else's.
I feel unless I give people explicit instructions on what to do then I'm just expected to do it all. I'm fed up of asking for help from people who should care.