Apologies in advance as I think this will long and rambling...
DS is very nearly 6 months old and I feel like everything has gone to shit. We had a REALLY rough start. I think I was well on my way to PND and dragged myself out of it. Everything was great for a while and LO has been a joy but the last few weeks have been horrendous. Actually, I’m not even sure they have been compared to some babies, but I just feel like I’m doing a terrible job and if I’m honest, I kind of hate being at home. I think it’s just that the bad moments really really get to me and push out all memory of anything good 
I was very badly parented - single mum with mental health issues, borderline neglect and emotional abuse. For a long time I questioned whether I’d be capable of parenting. I find it very hard to be relied on (I had to look after her a lot), like to stick my head in the sand and pretend bad things aren’t happening and just want to run away when things get hard.
LO is currently teething (I think) and also suffers with the worst trapped farts at night time. His sleep has gone to shit and just wants me to feed him back to sleep every 90 minutes. He’s so clingy but equally doesn’t want to be picked up, laid down, carried. I just don’t know what he wants most of the time or how to get him to stop whinging. I just can’t bear listening to the whinging. I’m so desperate to do a great job after my own shit show of a childhood and I just can’t cope when things go wrong.
I just feel like I’m drowning under the pressure. It’s build and builds and I just melt down. I’ve spent far too much time asking ‘what the fuck do you want?!’ through gritted teeth and then feeling awful about myself. I hate thinking back to when he was a newborn. I have no good memories at all and get so worried that I’ve damaged him by being such a mess.
My DH has been great. He had some shared parental leave with me at the start and very much does his fair share. I think though he’s starting to struggle at work because he’s having to take on too much because I’m finding it all so hard and overwhelming. The other week he had to come home at short notice because I just couldn’t cope. I basically walked out of the house the second he got in saying I couldn’t do it anymore. I honestly thought about leaving him because that would mean I’d at least get some time away. Obviously I don’t have any reliable family to even have a supportive phone call with, let alone to help out. His family are great but all very far away. I don’t have any friends with kids and even if I did I can’t admit any of this in real life. Being seen to ‘cope’ and be good at things is very important to me.
I don’t really know what I’m asking for with this thread. I just really needed to get it all out. I don’t think I have PND, I’m ok quite a lot of the time, I think it’s just poor coping mechanisms from all my baggage.