Hello everyone, I’ll be hosting the megathread while un_mask_me is out.
I completely forgot I had to post it until just now.
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Oh Roux
I am so sorry, this is literally the worst of all rolled into one. Have you tried telling your wife how you’re feeling? And how much what she suggests scares you on top of everything else?
Does your therapist have any ideas to help relieve the stress? Work itself won’t become easier magically, we all know that, but maybe there’s a way to make it mentally bearable. Then again, I’m only hoping here.
Is your youngest old enough to understand they shouldn’t throw liquids at electronic devices? If yes, maybe talking to them and explaining why it’s dangerous could help. If not, well… hopefully, they’ll grow old enough to understand soon.
In general, if you come home stressed and find yourself yelling at the kids, have you tried talking to them about how stressed you feel at some other time? I don’t mean unloading your burden on the kids, naturally, but maybe explaining how exhausted you feel might help them give you some space.
As for chores, these have to fall under the bus if everything else is falling apart. I’m a big fan of cleaning and keeping everything tidy, but if the psyche is brittle to a point where the slightest push can break it, I don’t think doing the laundry ranks high on the list of important things to do. Maybe you can talk to your wife about that too?
I’m just thinking out loud, trying to find solutions, but I honestly don’t know what you can/could do. I just hope that talking to your wife (and your kids) might help make you and them feel understood. Don’t give up, I believe in you.