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It's the same shit every effing day. Clean dog piss, pick up after DH and kids, break up the dogs playing and knocking everything over, do the massive pile of dishes dh has promisepromisedhe would do for three days, clean more dog piss, take out the trash DH didn't take out, change the laundry, vacuum, sweep, pick up crap the dogs chewed, sweep, clean 5 year olds room she managed to destroy overnight, figure out which company is cutting our service this week and bribe them to give us a few more days, try to do some homework, more laundry, yell at the dogs jumping on the couch, catch hell from DH because I asked him to pick up kids on the way home...and then the evening kid routine starts and I still don't get homework done. Its never done, its never good enough for DH, and it all starts over tomorrow. Its never good, its always shitty, and on top of school and my part time job, i am starting another pt job so we can survive so I don't know how I'll do this shit now. I'm on lexapro but I still hate everything right now. Talking to DH is pointless bc he doesnt understand depression and only helps for a day and quits again. I just want to smash my head into a wall. Fml
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