I have been having sleepless nights knowing the school holiday is coming soon. Also, I feel so ashamed to say it out, feeling like it’s so a repetitive thing that I keep on ranting that I’m feeling stressed at home, facing the all-time hyperactive kids. At times I feel so down that I hope I can runaway when my children are challenging my patience limits, so much so that I hope I can shut myself off from everyone. Is this a sign of depression, I don’t know. But I feel bad when I’m shouting at them but I’m also battling with the feelings that why can’t them behave better, at least be more obedient? Life is just like that I guess. Just as when the government announced the total lockdown where the kids would be having their sem break, I would be home facing them. I still have no solution, come what may, I shall just cry. Come, give me a hug.
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