I had an argument this morning with him. I said I am tired of this, tired of all the things around me – Kids, work, studying……

He normally doesn’t like the friends I had. Therefore, I have been anti-social since having the little one. Right now, he is happy, the kids are happy, but it is just too much sometimes. I need my own time.

Every time, he will say I need to give him the support on time, not to complaint. He will say to me: to see how much we have accomplished from nothing. We should be proud of what we have.

Sometimes I will ask myself: what am I striving for? Why do I work this hard, like a rat without rest?

I hate him sometimes.

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