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Givingupandgivingin
Student
- Oct 18, 2020
- 103
If I think back to when things got really really really bad it's after the birth of my second child.
I don't know why I had a second. I struggled with one. I think I felt I should and I was an only child and wished for a sibling.
I hate it. I love them. But I hate being a mother. My anxiety is through the roof. The constant noise and mess and stress. The remembering everything. The worry. The sibling fights. Two people reliant on me all the time and expecting me to do everything. I long to be free of them but at the same time feel such obligation and responsibility towards them. I take them out, I do stuff with them, they moan and whinge. My life is now a series of tasks I don't want to do but guilt compels me. And anxiety. Guilt and anxiety. Those are my two main emotions.
I WANT them to be happy. I am stuck in this unhappy marriage because I want them to be happy.
I don't know why I had a second. I struggled with one. I think I felt I should and I was an only child and wished for a sibling.
I hate it. I love them. But I hate being a mother. My anxiety is through the roof. The constant noise and mess and stress. The remembering everything. The worry. The sibling fights. Two people reliant on me all the time and expecting me to do everything. I long to be free of them but at the same time feel such obligation and responsibility towards them. I take them out, I do stuff with them, they moan and whinge. My life is now a series of tasks I don't want to do but guilt compels me. And anxiety. Guilt and anxiety. Those are my two main emotions.
I WANT them to be happy. I am stuck in this unhappy marriage because I want them to be happy.