Who am I? This is not me or who I want to be!
Minor irritation/ disagreement over how to do something and I flipped, he told me to leave the room and I stormed off saying fuck off as I went. Burst into tears and sat in another room.
So wrong. But bloody hell I'm so irritated. Kids bickering or being annoying on purpose, rejecting meals because they are 'disgusting', ill toddler whining constantly and then DH questioning everything.
I'm on hrt. Know I should take more time for myself but don't see how I can with three kids and both adults working full time.
I just hate that they all drive me mad. I hate that I can't stay calm and patient. I hate that I can't express my needs (for peace and down time and time alone) with DH (because how can I have those things, really). I hate that I am just a shit person and a shit wife and a shit mum who can't emotionally regulate even in front of the kids.
And fuck, if anyone in real life knew I was like this I'd be so ashamed. I am so ashamed that my kids see me like this.