only day 2 of 2018 and I'm sick of my life. I'm tired of being a new mother. I'm sick of breast feeding my 3mo old every 2 hours. I'm tired of feeling hungry all the time and never being able to eat because I can't put my child down without them crying bloody murder. I'm tired of the crippling anxiety I have about making a scene in public. I'm afraid to leave my house because of my child. I am physically and mentally exhausted all the time. I feel invisible to my husband. he doesn't seem to understand my feels and angst no matter how I try to explain it. i love him and our child. but I don't want this. it's too hard.