I'm sick of being spoken to like I'm a piece of shit and being hit or having things thrown at me at every opportunity. He's almost 3, a very bright little boy and his behaviour until about a month ago was great, very easily managed.
I'm currently building up the courage to see a doctor about a fairly serious mental health problem as well as SAD which I believe I suffer from, so this couldn't have happened at a worse time. This time last year I was sleeping on the settee all day or crying and I'm trying so hard not to let it get to that stage this year. I'm feeling an odd mixture of extreme anger and extreme guilt.
We very rarely go out because I just can't face a lot of things and it takes me quite a while to build up the courage to do anything. I feel absolutely drained by it all. Currently, I'm struggling to find the energy to get us dressed and fed and just do normal day to day things, so I really can't deal with this. He constantly shouts at me and demands that I spend every single second of my time doing things with him. He has never been clingy before and doesn't actually enjoy hugging me or being around me that much, it just seems to be another excuse to be vile.
If I even gently tell him nt to do something, he throws things at my face, screams at me, hits me etc. I woke up feeling more optimistic than usual today so decided that we'd get on a bus and go to the library to take our seriously overdue books back. I've been to anxious to get on a bus and go out and then he was so naughty that I'm now not taking him. Every single day he just drags me down. I had to fight to get into the shower, then he started throwing things at the glass shower door, screaming that it wasn't made of glass and hitting tiles which are currently hanging off the wall, knowing that I've told him to stay away from them. Any time I try to tell him off, he tells me off for having the nerve to say anything to him. I really don't enjoy spending time with him anymore. Mentally, I'm already very fragile and I honestly can't take this.
I keep telling myself that I'll look into some more structured discipline and try to sort it out, but when i finally get a minute alone, I don't even have the energy to move, let alone do anything useful. I wish I could send him to nursery now, as it'd probably be really good for both of us, but he won't have a place til next September.
I just feel like lying on the floor and crying and never getting up again. I'm letting him down so badly and I don't know what to do anymore :(
I know that these problems seem minor compared to some that are posted here, but I just can't do this on top of everything else. I'm getting to a stage where I'm just accepting him hitting me and not even reacting because I feel like a zombie.