Yet i am so lonely. Most times feeling like no one is listening or cares what i think.
My day is spent taking care of everyone’s needs.
- work is no longer fun and starting to feel like a burden. I still do what i need to but if it were not the risk of not being able to feed myself or my sons, id probably leave.
- i spend most of my mornings in the kitchen cleaning dishes and bottles from the night before. And then late morning i start cooking lunch for everyone. And then clean the dishes after lunch.
- afternoons are spent cleaning up messes my toddler makes while trying to squeeze in some tv or a movie or two.
- then there’s laundry. And having to fold it after.
Its all just such a burden. Everything just feels so unfulfilling.
It’s no wonder that i eat incessantly and drink alcohol.
