I have posted here before about my struggles with both my mental and physical health. The background is that both DH and I are in our 70s/60s and struggle a lot. We are in the process of moving house, which we should have done ten years ago. I have had to do most of the work because he isn’t at all computer literate. So, I am exhausted both physically and mentally. Because of my health issues I spend most of the day in bed using my iPad for organising and entertainment. DS1, who has ASD, is an adult and lives with us and helps out a lot.
We have reached the stage where there are only a few weeks until moving day and there have been a lot of deliveries of new furniture & equipement for our new home. I just feel completely overwhelmed by fear. If I could quietly die in my sleep, then that would be a blessing.
I won’t do anything drastic, as I love my sons and DH, but I long for peace.