🙄😒 growl, sorry, I need to vent! He spends the day with the kids alone, while I got the car fixed at one place, new tires at another, keys made for our pet sitter, got my face waxed, groceries, and picked up dinner... then we both separated the clothes, I packed one kids bag for our trip got another load of laundry going... packed up gifts to mail out tomorrow, then both kids started loosing their minds, because they were tired and feeding off the others emotions... now he feels like he’s having a panic attack... so it looks like after getting the baby to sleep now I’m going in to get my toddler to bed so he can go lay down! 😤😒 I know anxiety is a complicated thing... but when is it my turn to ‘have issues’?!? 😓 I always have to hold it together, and pick up what others ‘cant handle’ 😒