Where to start…. I’m sat here yet again this morning feeling so confused, down, fed up. My husband is driving me insane! He is self employed in a physical trade but ‘works’ no more than the average person working full time, I work 20 hours a week in a mentally draining job. We have 4 children, aged 17, 11, 9 and 8, hence why I work 20 hours to accommodate the school runs etc. I manage all of our finances, the household and the children. He only has one ‘responsibility’ in our house and that is to put the bins on the drive for the bin men once a week. I feel like I don’t stop, from the minute I open my eyes until the minute I can finally get into bed. I feel like I have a million things going on in my head, remembering this, remembering that. I have no me time at all. I can’t even have a bath in peace as the kids come to me for everything, they don’t even bother him. I’m confused about the kids too…. We went through hell with our 17 year old for the past couple of years, she was finally diagnosed with epilepsy last year and now medicated, she has dropped out of college because she wasn’t enjoying it, so at the moment she isn’t doing anything, I’m trying to give her some breathing space, she’s had a lot to get her head round! My husband literally gets on at her all the time, he could come home from work and the house is a tip from the night before and breakfast pots etc etc, and all he’ll do is moan at her saying she could be doing it seeing as she is doing nothing, which I don’t exactly disagree with but then I think I wouldn’t want to be cleaning up after my family at the age of 17, when no one else gives a stuff and leaves mess everywhere. It’s like he doesn’t want to do anything for the children at all, it’s like they are an inconvenience to him, he hates them making noise, he shows no interest in them, he doesn’t play any games with them or anything. He will take our son to football training, it’s a 15 minute drive away and then training is an hour, so he’ll just sit and chill in the car playing games on his phone, he takes our daughter down to the local brownies which is a few minutes away, he’ll drop her at the gate and pick her up. But that’s it. The weird thing is, I don’t mind doing everything I do, yes it’s draining and hard, but I do it to allow him to ‘work’ and I get no thanks or appreciation for it, I don’t even get any understanding when at the end of the evening when I finally get into bed I don’t want to have sex, he’ll just pressure me into it, or make it a massive deal if I say no. Along with everything else going on, I don’t need a sulking little boy when he doesn’t get what he wants. I resent him and I’m starting to think I’d be better off on my own! Please help, my head is spinning 😵💫