Why are men such a**holes! I'm so fed up with being treated like shit. Like I'm a slave and have to do everything, have to clean everything,cooked,think of meals, washing, look after the kids,fitness, making sure he's ok and his needs met, all whilst mine are being ignored, I don't get to shower when I want, don't get to have time to do something I enjoy unless the kids are asleep, he gets to go into the his office for days and hours to work on his channel, goes to work and comes home and gets to spend hours in his Xbox, for him to have a pop at me about why stuff hasn't been done or this that and the other,why haven't you checked this, why isn't anything ever tidy, your lazy all you want to do is sit on your ass. I'm on maternity with a 5 month old, I have everything on my shoulders, bills,cleaning,kids, I have to go to him to get him to hold our baby whilst he hides in his office for hours just to get changed out of my gym gear, I forget stuff because my heads all over I can't focus because I'm under that much pressure,yet he's stressed and under pressure, he goes to work and pays two phones bills and his car tax, he hasn't been paying the gas and electric which now I have got to sort,, I pay for the car finance ,the insurance, council tax,rent,water, arrears I pay for, stuff for the kids,his needs energy drinks, stuff he requires, I don't get to pamper myself, relax, anything. Even when I do I sit there like I have this to do, everything from Christmas, I put in the loft myself. Going on about planning and planning things to do with our eldest. That it's no wonder she wants to go on her Xbox and I'm in my office, you plan nothing, you don't plan tea, bare in mind he's having issues with his stomach so I don't know what he will have on the day so I asked and I get had a go at about that. He has completed stuff that suits him or benefits him but us it's waiting game, 3 months to repair the shower,we were washing in the sink downstairs, he hasn't sorted the sink and this was last year, not done the kitchen or finished bits in the living, yet his office is fully done,kitted out etc. Just everything is my fault. Why am I here, I said I don't know,why can't we just be house mate and it be over, I told him you came to me, you came to bed and kissed and cuddled me, I left it and left you and let you get on. I'm to blame for that. I need help and I just can't do this anymore it's breaking me. My head hurts. I have hemiplegic migraines,disc degenerative disease, depression. I do all this when I work aswell. Even when I do a 14 hour shift, I cook,I clean, I take care of the kids. I don't get tea made or a coffee,I have to do it. I'm generally sat here holding back tears,wanting my escape,someone to save me. I hate this.