And I can’t help but be so sad about it
I know he’ll be sad about it
But I just can’t have this be my life anymore
I’m so sad, back on antidepressants for the second time, the house is a mess, everything’s a mess, never any clothes in the wardrobes because ironing is ‘his job’ which he never does, constant promises of stepping up and doing more which of course never happens
One of the kids has SEN and he needs routine and structure, it’s only me that enforces that so if I have an off day everything goes to shit
Everything is just me
And I am so so tired
When he’s not around I'm on it, things are more organised, everywhere is clean and tidy, I get much more help and support from my parents (who are better at it than DP anyway) and I don’t have his mood dictating my mood
I really need a break, some actual time off, and the only way this will happen is if we break up and he takes the kids for his access - he currently never has all the kids by himself ever, at any point
I love his family, and he earns more than I would get in benefits as a single parent and sometimes I get to sneak off for a quiet half an hour upstairs - these are the things I’ve been holding on to - but it’s just not enough anymore
But why am I so sad