I know I have several things to be grateful for: overall health, healthy good kid, animals that I believe love me. But every morning when I wake up the day already feels like a burden. I cry getting ready for work, I cry traveling to work, I cry at work and then come home and continue. I try and do things that used to make me happy but they no longer do. I'm tired, tired of making sure everyone else is happy, entertained and always having my whereabouts known. I used to enjoy doing things on my own but I allow my husband to kling onto me because if I don't then he takes it personally and treats me differently. At what point did I allow him to be so dependent on me for everything while ignoring myself. I feel like I'm too far down that road that there's no coming back. I see other married couples do stuff together but also do stuff independently without judgement. I'm miserable, lonely, feel like I've lost my extended family for other reasons and just don't want to be in this hostile, argumentative world anymore. But I keep waking up everyday. I don't belong in this world, very misunderstood.