I’m so fucking sick of this shit…every fucking day is filled with bullshit…my once saintly patience and ‘don’t sweat the small stuff attitude are long gone…ground down to nothing with having to deal with shitheads…spineless pieces of shit…petty fucking assholes and fucking idiots all day long everyday for what seems like an eternity. I would blow my head off now if it wasn’t for my daughter…2.5 years old…the thought of her being raised by her fucking stubborn-ass mother and her fucking retarded white trash family makes my skin crawl…everything I do is criticized and every imperfection magnified 100x…I am at the end of my rope…I am exhausted and do not have the strength any more.
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Sounds like you’re in a pretty toxic environment. Interestingly, I was thinking about some toxic family members I have but fortunately soon they’re going far away for a long time and I’m happy about it. You can’t even have a simple family get-together without some argument or issue happening.
Seems like it’d be best if you got yourself and you daughter out of that situation and move far away from these low-lives that you know-just some free advice. I didn’t realize how much stress these people were causing me, till I was feeling good and then thought about them and the trouble they’ve caused me-which put me in a bad mood for hours.
It made it abundantly clear I need to remove them from my life but thankfully they’re already doing that themselves. The rest of us (family members) get along fairly well.
Maybe you need some time out. I don’t know your situation,but maybe stay with friends out of town for a few days, go on a vacation. Also what a3b2c1 said, try to move away…permanently. I know that depends on custody arraignments though. I just try to remove myself from my ex husband as much as possible and let his shit go in one ear and out the other, i can’t move due to custody arraignments, but my daughter is 13 and I have made it this far. I use meditation and healing stones. I know, sounds way out in left field, but it helps. I also want to die, but have stuck around so far for my daughter. I don’t know how much longer I can stay on, but I made it one more day.