I feel alone after this week even surrounded by ppl

We always have this discussion on a Friday afternoon at work.. “hey, what are you doing this week-end?” Or “hey, what are everybody’s plans for the week-end?” I hate this conversation... my answer is always the same... “not much” i always clean on a Saturday as I cannot do this any other day... i always do laundry on a Saturday for the same reason... Sunday i most often go to church witch is like an escape for me, however no one else sees it this way. Even on the Sundays I don’t go to church I do nothing much... now , when I say this, i get the reply : “ aw, nice relaxing week-end” but it never is. When at home i am still expected to cook, set table, clean up after. It’s non stop really. We rarely do anything exciting. I feel like my life is a conveyor belt.... wake up, make sure my daughter gets ready for school, take her to school, run to work, come home, cook dinner, lay table, clean up after.... most often than not put my daughter to bed as well... i watch a bit of Netflix and even that is frowned upon as everyone else is sick of comedy series. Nothing cheers me up anymore.... and since this miscarriage everything seems more hopeless than any time. I have no life... i have no goals... i am never good enough.... and the only thing that brought me joy in the last year is now gone with the blood i shed and all that’s left are tears.

I am generally a very positive and pacifist person. I used to avoid conflict like the plague just to see everyone happy. Now I turned into this sad, spiteful and angry person... and no one sees the reason why...