I have 2 beautiful kids, a cute pup, a lovely house, a good job and a good partner.
Yet, I’m so depressed. Everyday is a struggle. And I don’t want to be here anymore.
I’m so stressed every day. Everyday feels like a complete shit show. I’m constantly running around after everyone else and have never ending housework to do. I cry nearly everyday and drink nearly every night.
It’s never ending. It’s overwhelming. I’m not sure how much longer I can do it.
Sam says to cut my work hours down. Work isn’t the problem. I’m in control at work, I’m on top of things and can get things done.
At home, it’s another story… I’m never on top of anything. Joshua helps me alot but no one else seems to care.
It’s an uphill battle. Sam says not to worry about house work. But when you’re running round getting kids ready etc, and you’re stepping over shit and looking through shit and can’t find shit… it makes everything more stressful than it already is.
There’s tantrums, arguments, mess to clean up, errands to run, pots to wash, clothes to clean, food to cook.
I’m done to be honest. I feel checked out.
But I feel guilty. People have it a lot worse than I do, and do it with a smile on their face. I tell myself to just get on with it and things will get easier.
But they don’t. Everyday wears me down.
What do I do?