I've had a little boy home with chicken pox for over a week, he's usually in FT childcare. For context I am autistic and have Complex post traumatic stress disorder, following DS's entry into this world, which left me broken mentally for over a year. I am fine for about an 3 hours in the morning and the stresses throughout the day get too much, I end up at breaking point, not in the room, disassociating, mentally checked out, snappy and unpleasant to be around. I honestly am asking myself why I put my husband through this? Why did I bring a helpless, innocent into this world when he has to be subjected to me?