DH has a mysterious pain / injury. That sounds snarky written down which I don’t mean it to; I’m sure it’s genuine but the mysterious is just meant to convey we don’t know what it is despite MRIs and so on. He’s meant to be starting pain injections soon. Hopefully that will help. I’m not really seeking advice for that.
I do need a safe space though because … life is pretty miserable at the moment, for everyone probably. DH is tired all of the time so quite grouchy and grumpy. Unfortunately I’m probably the same as it’s left me with so much to deal with. I am resentful and cross. Just now (I have been up since 6) finally came upstairs to brush my teeth and try to shower and had to go downstairs three times to sort the children because DH couldn’t.
I can’t go anywhere, do anything, see anyone or have anything for me at all. That sounds like an exaggeration but it isn’t. I didn’t exactly have much freedom before but now I have none.
I felt like I hated my two year old just now and of course I don’t but it’s a sign of how wrung out I am by now.