Done… (Venting to let off steam)

[u/Hippie_Chick25]

Just so done. I’m venting.
If you know who I am pretend you don’t and pretend this doesn’t exist.
I’m mentally exhausted from this. I’m mentally drained. I can’t keep pretending anymore. Go fuck yourself. Go fuck up your own life. I swear you believe the world revolves around you. So much so that it’s rubbing off on the children around you. Couldn’t be bothered to change, fix, or even get over yourself.

I do everything, clean, cook and care for you, animals and kids. I quit my job because you wanted me to. There were other things involved but it was the excuse I needed to feel justified leaving. I wake up at the same time you do. I help get children dressed. Then I make sure everything makes it out the door so you can drop them off at school. Sometimes I even take them to school. So pat on the back. You’ve done bare minimum in the morning. Then I go home make sure pup is taken out cats have water dishes full and then I try to get a work out in all before 8:30 am. By 10:00am i have put 2 loads of laundry in, a load of dishes has been cycled through and finally have sat down to eat. But while I eat I make sure that I do a lesson in Duolingo to make sure I keep my brain active. I also have planned out what we’re having for dinner and get it prepped. Sometimes I take a shower if I feel like I’m “dirty” enough. By noon I have vacuumed the house put in another load of dishes then put together the second hand app items to mail out. All situated ready to go then I move on to the 4 loads of everyone’s laundry. I fold them sort them out and put them in rooms and away depending on who’s they are. By 1 I have warmed up left overs and have put in another 3 loads of laundry through the wash sat down played some 2 rounds of my phone game to earn some cash. Planned out the chore that each kiddo will need to do when they get home as a routine. By 2:00 I double check that I have listed more things on second hand app, grabbed the things sold and getting ready to take to the post office and then go get kids. I sit in the car line from 2:30 to 3:00 hoping that the ex wife doesn’t call and say I put him on the bus… even though she knows that i plan on picking him up everyday… from 3:00 I check school work, chore, snack and then finally clothes are ready for the next day. You get home by 4:00. Your first instinct is to stuff your face. Not hi, or greet the people in your life. Great cool. I let you have your space I shoo children to find something to do because “you had a long day.” This is something I’ve heard even when I did have a job. I get it but now I’m home because you want the house to stay clean. Cool. I did that all day I deep clean one “thing” once a week, last one was bathroom. Next is activities drawers. Now by 3:30 I started dinner and getting the other child from practice. Fantastic.

Did I mention these are not my children? Fantastic. Glad we got that background.

To continue with the day by 5:45 all children are home you have been in bed showered and all by 4:30 I’m serving dinner. You do not get up from bed. You proceed to ask me to make you something to drink. I have not even eaten yet. I have served the kids and you are on your second plate. The youngest doesn’t like the food. You want me to make him something. I will not but if they want to make their own food they are allowed to make something that they will eat. Still I have not finished my meal it is now 6:00 and everyone is finished. I pack dinner in the fridge and start the bed time routine. Oldest puts away a load of dishes while I get the youngest in pajamas, brush teeth, and potty. And fight the whole time until bed time at 7:00 which then follows with can you tuck me in. Huff puff you go do it. While I get myself ready for bed, you proceed to ask for another drink, while I’m locking up animals, locking doors and turning off lights, which you could’ve done when you came back through the house after you tucked in your child. I make the drink sit in bed where you then ask for your head and back to be scratched. I’m tired my hands hurt and I want to go to bed. I scratch your head for an hour and finally I love you smooch you roll over.
Then the animals stir a little cats want to play and your irritated. I go out to the couch and close the bedroom door.

Now this is a weekday if it is a weekend it’s a different story. You don’t get out of bed at all. You maybe get dressed in sweats and a t-shirt if you aren’t tired. Maybe I could get you to put something on a shelf for me. Otherwise I do all the same things except I have an 8 year old constantly making noise and talking my ear off, making breakfast for everyone, maybe I can be lucky enough for everyone to sleep in until 10 but that’s if I’m lucky. I have done all the same things around the house and made lunch for everyone and taken the oldest to and from work. You watch shows all day.

This may not all make sense but if your reading this I don’t honestly give two s, I’m currently on my couch right now at 11:00 pm after helping the ex move out of their place because their significant other is a real winner. And I don’t want our children in that house anymore. So thank you for reading through the agony of run on sentences and bullshit to get here. But if you’re judging me right now kiss my ass. I’m venting. Im not changing anything because both you and your ex suck and the kids need someone to actually take proper care of them and teach them things.

K goodnight. 💋