Sorry I lack the backbone to post under my real name.
I find I have little or no patience with my children (both quite young - preschool, won't give ages as don't want to reveal who I am). If they wind me up I quickly become spiteful and cruel.
Today the eldest wanted me to sing along in the car. I did and the youngest started yelling at me to stop. The eldest started to holler at me to start again...etc. This sounds fairly unstressful I know, but they were screeching in that high pitched way that they have and it was the 'last straw' after a taxing morning. I started ranting that they had ruined my life and I would rather be anywhere than there with them at that precise moment.
The eldest started kicking the back of the driver seat in a fit of pique, so I warned eldest to stop with no result. So reached over grabbed a leg and dug my nails in. The kicking stopped and crying started - to my shame I latter discovered to my shame that I had drawn blood.
This isn't an isolated incident. It happens at least daily (not the drawing blood, but certainly the spiteful malicious comments that I make towards them when I am feeling utterly pissed off)
I'm sure some of you won't be able to resist telling me that I don't deserve children and this as abusive etc. I fully appreciate this - I'm certainly not happy with how I am toward them.
What I don't understand is why am I doing this? I don't think I'm depressed (although I am not particularly happy). Suppose I am world weary and fed up although most people looking at my life externally would think I have little reason to be. I'm not especially tired (both children are good sleepers).
How do I break this cycle and understand what is happening here and why I am behaving in this unacceptable way?