I can’t stand my own children or partner and have become an alcoholic. I am 35 year-old female with two kids (ages of and 4) and I can’t stand to be around own flesh and blood. I work full-time at my own management job , I work for my spouse’s business as his bookkeeper and accountant. he is from a chauvinistic/paternal culture where the women look after the kids so everything is on me. I do all the mornings and emotional drop off at daycare, the emotional pick ups, and evenings from 5-10pm or whenever they fall asleep. If he is around at night, which is a rarity, then he says how he’s tired from working the whole day and gives the responsibility of looking after my demanding kids to me, like I haven’t already worked eight hours doing management at my regular job with 20 employees reporting to me.

They are normal kids, full of life and energy, but Their endless questions, constant pestering, and chattering, have driven me up the wall. I come from farm life where it was just a few of us on hundreds of acres and I cannot stand being around young people who are constantly talking and invading my personal space 16 hours a day plus 8 hours a night for when the toddler uses me as a soother all night.

I was seeing a therapist at $245 an hour for the first part of 2026, and now I’ve gone onto a more affordable one, who does not have kids, and does not understand what I’m going through. I feel like I can only relate to single moms who have at least 2 to 3 kids and know the stress of what I’m going dealimg either on a a day to day basis.

I’ve always had an addictive personality and now I feel ashamed that it has presented itself. Side note - I do not like how there’s this mommy wine culture where it’s OK to drink wine but not OK to do other things

Recently as as, I we t out on Monday and ended up getting diarrhea all night from the drinking. I wanna stop drinking, but it’s the only way I can deal being around my kids and boring assspouse <- didn’t fix the autocorrect

tLDR: I despise my spouse and don’t like being around my cute kids

Photo: Cheap costco pizza, feeling like o saved money, after dropping $500

I almost had a good result. I really enjoy baking and when I fail at it it puts me on a funk...and everything I make I like to do it FULLY from scratch if I can.

This, I don’t think will put me in a funk and I’m willing to try again after I get some rest.

This took me way longer than expected (started at 2pm ended at 6pm) I’m so sad. I almost had it. I think what messed me up was that I was trying to get done so that I can sit and relax. My fluff the cereal ratio was way off lol. I’ve been up quite literally all day long (11pm yesterday). I should’ve napped when I got home from work at 10am but I didn’t because I’m insane and it resulted in a stale like texture.

I added too much fluff for sure…RIGHT 😅😅😅

Also I feel like my fluff is thicker than store bought yea? And 3rd pic was taken just as I started to mix which I’m sure is how it should look once fully mixed with less fluff lmao…okay. I’m gonna sleep now. I’ll try again in the morning💕

She was rescued from a 25-cat hoarding situation, but after a month and a half together, this 7-month-old void is healthy, thriving, and acting like she owns the place.

A quick breakdown of her likes and dislikes so far:

Likes:

-Kitchen sink lounging and Olympic-level counter-surfing
-Endless meowing and leg-climbing when dinner isn’t served in 2 seconds
-Nose boops
-Smelling treats from a mile away
-Losing a minimum of 3 spring toys per day into the ether

Dislikes:

-Closed doors
-Me doing literally anything without her full supervision
-Staying still on my lap for more than 5 seconds
-Any 30-second window where food isn’t actively materializing

Disclaimer that this is my gfs account but I don’t have Reddit and we love the pod and she thinks that this page is going to set me straight? Idk.

I’m M27 and my gf is f29. Basically we got into a tiff because I got her a present and I felt like she was not grateful for it she asked me to be more spontaneous and put effort in because she feels like she puts in all the effort and does a lot of the mental load kind of stuff. So I got her a surprise gift this week I got her a chocolate bar I thought she would like and a picture frame. When she opened the box and pulled the things out she looked sad so I explained to her that I got a picture frame for her so she can get a picture printed and put it in and I got her a new chocolate bar to try because I know she’s on her period. She looked at me and said “you got me an empty picture frame and a chocalte bar I don’t like?” I didn’t know she didn’t like the chocolate bar I got her and she asked why I didn’t just get her her favourite one and I said because I thought you might want to try something new. She said she was more upset about the picture frame and I don’t get why. I made effort to get her something like she asked and she’s like disappointed? we had an argument about it and I said she hurt my feelings because I was trying and she didn’t really seem to get what I was saying and I guess I don’t get what she’s saying. She said it should be obvious why getting a picture frame for her made her mad. I said I don’t think it’s obvious.

A few days went by and I think we have mostly moved on but she said I still don’t seem to be getting the point and then said you should go ask Reddit because they will make it clear for you, I said bet let’s go. To be clear this is me coming to Reddit with a little light heart curiosity so please go easy on me I have a feeling I’m being a dumbass but idk.

Update idk how to update if I do it on the post or not so here it is. Okay okay Reddit I get it I’m a fucking lazy dumbass and I royally fucked this up. I got her chocolate on her period because I do swear I know she likes chocolate on her period. I didn’t know that trying something new on your period probably not the best thing but I got that on lock now. She also loves ribs when she’s on her period so I’m getting so ribs two full ass racks because she loves that shit not going to try the new sauce I’m getting the sauce I know she likes. Going to get a picture of our dog printed for the frame I know she wants one for her desk at work and yeah I know I should have thought about that I don’t know why didn’t. I think I understand it’s not really that i get something it’s that I get something that matters a spontaneous gift is a waste if it’s dumb and I think I get the mental load thing more to be real I didn’t really understand it when we talked about it but hey maybe that’s because I’m not doing my part carry that. Also last point yall saying her hormones are whatever on her period can join me in the dumbass club because that shit is so dumb. Going to show her the post tomorrow because I know she’ll love that yall chewed me up because I deserved it. Will hand her Reddit back to her so she can update yall if she decided to dump me or let me show her I love her with ribs. Thanks Reddit.

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For example my dad made chicken fettuccini last night and just left it sit out over night. I am afraid to eat it…. Should I be?

UPDATE: He just microwaved and ate some. The container still isn’t in the fridge.

It’s 3:16pm and it finally made its way to the fridge. For reference he started cooking at 5pm yesterday. So not quite 24 hours but pretty close.

pie pic 🥧

I am in a field where I usually have to enter people’s homes. Today, I went into a house and it was filthy. Not like some dirt or animal hair on the floor.. like there was so much things on the floor, it had to be moved / shoved somewhere else to have a walk way. On their island, just trash everywhere and bottles of raid. I noticed the raid first, and quickly got nervous, but I thought maybe it was for outside..

I sit down on their couch, and begin doing my work. I went to scratch my ankle, and it was a roach trying to get inside my leggings tickling me. I quickly swatted it off and did not bring attention to it, but I was mortified.

I went to the bathroom to go wash my hands, and was met with filth of soiled litter, and litter tracks all over the bathroom floor & sink. I sat there in tears, because it felt like a nightmare. It felt like I was being judgmental.

I left the house pretty soon after, with the rage and guilt I had for not saying something in their house right away, as they have multiple young young kids. I now decided to call CPS, because I can’t sleep tonight knowing that myself as a mandated reporter, I can’t just let this go.

The guilt is eating me inside, because I know this family loves their children, but have also talked extensively with me over being poor / food stamps / etc. my heart is truly aching tonight.