Trigger warning for extreme cussing, anxiety, blood, and vagina talk.

I forgot Kody (my s/o) hadn’t gotten any toilet paper yet and had Logan (my 15year old brother who’s very existence gives me anxiety) searching for it and he is “exhausted” so he was being a pussy fucking bitch cunt about it and Sorynn (my 2.5 year old son) was running around and yelling because I had Logan running around looking and I was stuck on the toilet because I had a fuckton of blood falling out of my vagina into the toilet cuz I just peed and then I yelled for him to “just fucking lay down” because he was being a pussy ass bitch because he’s “exhausted” (which like I get, but bitch you don’t even fucking know what exhausted is, you cunt.) and then Kathrynn (my 5 day old daughter) started crying because I had just put her down and then I woke her up by yelling at Logan. So I had a crying baby, Logan who is being a pussy dick and complaining cuz he didn’t know where the tp was because it doesn’t exist, AND Sorynn running (literally) back and forth from the bassinet (which I couldn’t see what he was trying to do with her) to the bathroom YELLING over all the noise “MOM BABY CRYING”. So yeah.. had my first anxiety attack as a mom of two a few minutes ago.