Been chillin at my mums...
Mike's away again and mum who is my rock... has come to the rescue and taken me and the kids in.
After doing it alone for a year, my body and mind can't take it anymore and I have to be honest to myself that I am not the superwoman I want to be....who is really?
I think everyone including myself realised the extent of how this has effected me last Sunday, when I over reacted to a cut on my finger....I went into a panicked mode...like a child and scarily similar to my eldest, I cried uncontrollably, not knowing how to stop and I was so angry with myself for my reaction, as Mike stared on in disbelief.....(poor guy, as he had to leave the next day)
For a number of months I knew something was wrong....even as writing this the anxiety and physical sickness is doing me in.
I only intended to write this post about my latest crafty endeavour, instead here I am spilling out my emotional contents for everyone to hear.......I'm pooped, worn out and emotionally highly strung.
I don't know what else to say....except without my Mum right now I
would be a mess