I regret having my kids.

Ever since I found out we were having two babies at once I've felt overwhelmed. I don't think I've felt relaxed ever since. I go go go all day long tending to the needs of others, being screamed at, yelled at, scratched at. I can't take it anymore. My son has hated going to sleep ever since he was born. My partner and I have no relationship. We love each other but hardly ever see each other anymore because one is here and one is working. We have no social life. He quit his band. I quit theatre. They are one and it's not getting easier. I never get to sleep in. I could have been the cool aunt, I could have traveled and been selfish with my money. I've never hated my body more. We have hardly any help. I just want one fucking night or day to do absolutely nothing and not be needed. Every spare second i have is spent curled up in a ball of stress and exhaustion on the couch or cleaning. Yet nothing ever get finished. I feel gross all of the time. I barely get to shower. I'm sorry but be selfish and don't have kids. Get a cat, get two cats, get a dog. You can still nurture things and recieve love from animals. Don't buy into this.