Says it all really. The events of the past couple of years finally crept up on me and tonight I just lost it and totally bawled my eyes out in front of the kids. I feel doubly bad now for them having to witness it. My 12 year old bless her held me and got my toddler to wipe away my tears. Felt like such a cow a while later as my toddler copied me and started crying too ![]()
Been having such a crap time lately. Been a single mum to 4 kids for 3 years now and I’m in the process of divorcing my husband. He has very limited input in their lives and does not help out financially. I had my 4th baby on my own and have done everything on my own ever since with no help.
My siblings are far away and too busy to help me out. My mum works so is not able to have them at all.
I have no friends, no support and nothing to look forward to. While I was married to the ex I was not allowed to have friends coming to my house or me going to them. As a result, my mates stopped bothering with me and in due course I lost all confidence in me. I also found that so called mates would only contact me if I made the first move. Now I’m on my own it’s just so bloody hard.
My entire days are spent just looking after the home, cooking, cleaning, shopping, washing and ironing. I crave adult company, am absolutely starved of it yet I would not know how to go out in the evening with mates (if I had any) as I was never allowed out on my own after I had the kids.
I long to just pop out to the movies, get a baby sitter etc and just enjoy myself but have never, ever hired a sitter to watch my kids. It’s always been me that does it as the ex never allowed it.
So now I’m stuck in a rut with nothing to look forward to. Everyday is the same. The weekends are the worst, they just drag on , the kids are bored, I have no money to entertain them, I don’t drive so we can’t go anywhere. This may sound silly but if I do a big shop on a Monday, the cupboards and fridge is empty by Friday and the whole palava of shopping has to start again. I’m just so tired of doing everything myself, it’s physically draining and I’m just so fed up with everything. When I see my siblings with their spouses I can’t help feeling sad and jealous. I want someone to look after ME for a change but I love my own company.
Sometimes I feel like running out the front door and not coming back. My kids are my world, I’d take a bullet for them but they are hard work and demanding. They are not rude, naughty or mouthy, just being kids I guess. They are 13, 12, 9 and 2 and are doing their own thing and help out when they can but sometimes I just feel that I cannot enjoy them as much as I’d like to. Sometimes I yearn for their bedtime as it’s the only time I can have time to myself and just feel relieved that the day is over.
Feel like such a bad mum saying this. Would you say that I am depressed?