I suck at life right now. I'm a horrible homemaker, and mother and wife right now. My house is ridiculously messy. Not just a little messy, or "gosh it looks like a bomb went off in here", but horrific. When my older sister told me her house was a wreck when I went there last week I was expecting something awful, but it looked as good as my house could look if I cleaned non stop for months. My messy and your messy is probably very different. And I don't like living this way. I want to give up, run away, and hide.
That is all.