Hello
Trigger warning: post mentions termination
Mumsnet was a great source of advice and support for myself over the past few years and I'm hoping you can help again.
I'll try to briefly give a quick round up of the past couple of years sorry its long.
Firstly my husband changed careers in early 2021 it meant we had a huge drop in income (to min wage) but long term we had hoped to gain more....then my mum died in late 2021, four weeks later I found myself pregnant simultaneously I had a redundancy process started at work. I had a termination at 5/6 weeks. My husbands company went under two weeks later and we were given a section 21 notice by our landlord in the spring 2022 ( it felt like it didn't rain but poured). I seemed to cope fine in this period.
Pulling ourselves round (somehow) we had managed to secure new jobs in a matter of weeks, juggling 3 dc in the mix. And by the end of last year we had bought (with support from friends & family / using my mums small inheritance) our first home. Due to our low incomes & deposit we had the option to buy a nicely decorated house in a awful area or a ex rental 70s throw back in a alright area - its in dire need of tlc. We choose the latter agreeing it'd be a slow burner to pull it together.
Fast forward to now and I'm neck deep in what I can only describe as overwhelmness - my dh new company is going from strength to strength & he's been promoted so all good. My works not so secure with rumours of redundancy (again! Again! I'm looking into a career change to earn more) I know I should be grateful that we have a roof over our heads, food in our bellies and a house of our own but I have this constant state of panic and dread. I hate the house - I'm embarrassed of it there's no carpets just bare floorboards and horrible wallpaper whilst we save up to furnish it (we've managed to redecorate the bedrooms & replace the boiler/ electrics) so I haven't had anyone over. I cant seem to relax here it feels like someone else's life. I miss the old house, I miss my mum. I dream of her almost every night. I cant believe what I did - I wish I could wake up in a different life so I could of made different choices. Most days I'm suffering with panic attacks everything feels tight, and I end gasping and im having these strnage moments where I cant seem to move - I feel stuck physically stuck. I don't want to get up and be a mum just happy to stare at the wall and wait for the next day to begin. Okay at work though - I feel that I'm running on autopilot when I'm there.
I want a holiday to escape and relax for a week forget about everything here & everything that's happened but we can't afford one and haven't in over a decade. I just feel very claustrophobic, stuck and unsure how to resolve everything. What can I do? I feel that I'm failing my children. Please help.