I hate how disgusting and filthy our home is. Myd aughyer won't eat or won't sleep and she's probably lost weight again because that's my freaking luck with her. Which causes me to have extreme guilt because why can I not keep my daughter fed. Should be the most simple thing in the world now that there are tons of things to help you breastfeed or different formulas and such. But noooooo... No sleep, no eat, disgusting home and we have people coming over tonight. Great, I so wanna show my disgusting home to others.

I fucking hate this day and I need something to throw or punch before this anger makes me freaking insane 😩

I hate life right now. Why the fuck did I want a child 🙄 Everything was easier before..

And then she smiles and I can't be mad. So I just break down crying instead 🤷🏻‍♀️

Edit: My boyfriend can't help with celaning as he is handicapped..