Sometimes I feel like a failure.
Most times I feel like I’m a failure as a mom, so much so that I wonder sometimes why she even smiles and likes me because I don’t see myself as a good mom.
Sometimes I feel like a failure as a wife. Sometimes there just isn’t any winning.
I just feel like I fail in every aspect of my life, and sometimes it all is just too much.
Well, Friday is almost over, and I have accomplished almost nothing today.
I haven’t felt well all day so I’ve been hanging out in my bed for the day.
I’m hoping to feel better this weekend so I can get some much needed laundry done.
I hope everyone has a good Friday and a good weekend 🙂
So we currently have a shared yard. I’m not a huge fan but we got what we got.
So one of my neighbours has decided that our yard is a perfect yard for their dog to be tied up in.
And I’m not ok with that. They don’t even watch the dog, so it goes to the bathroom where ever it wants to. And because they don’t pay attention the dog craps, where my daughter plays.
How are people so inconsiderate. It’s a shared yard!! Where kids play!?!?
I wish people thought about these things.
For years, I have had people in my life who either made fun of my problems, joked about them, minimized them, showed no effort to lend a helping hand, called them “ridiculous”, or blame them on my pms, or was told I was being brainwashed.
It’s really no wonder why I have issues expressing and even believing my own feelings.
After all of these years, and after all of the people who couldn’t get passed their own feelings to see mine, I’ve been managing on my own.
Sometimes it’s hard. Sometimes, I struggle so bad internally that I’m exhausted at the end of the day. Because sometimes there are issues that you can only share with a select few, but even then. Sometimes I regret saying anything at all. Sometimes it’s easier for me to pretend that I’m fine.
Whatever you are feeling know it’s okay to feel that way.
No matter what people say, your feelings are your own. Nobody can feel them quite like you do.
Sometimes people don’t understand these feelings. But, what matters is that we understand these feelings and learn how to deal with them.
Even though school is out, I still need to keep up my regular routine.
Sundays end up being house cleaning day mainly because garbage/recycling are due out tomorrow morning.
It’s also nicer to wake up to, nice clean house. We spend a lot of time here, I don’t see why it can’t be clean too.
How did everyone else spend their Sundays?
Fireworks tonight, and I’m looking forward to them.
This weekend has been a dream so far. Totally thanks to the in laws and my hubby of course.