The Invisible Woman in Diary of a Sad House Wife/Stay At Home Mom

I have only had maybe five 1 minute interactions with my husband today. One of those he pushed my head down when I was bent over and he was walking by. Another was when we discussed that I was making dinner....even though he had been snacking for the past couple of hours. One was my obligatory good night peck on the lips. He hid in the bedroom most of the day......again. Its becoming an all the time thing when he’s home. I’m tired of feeling like I don’t even exist. Well at least not unless they(him and the kids) want something. I feel like I am nothing more than their fucking maid. An endless cycle of cleaning, cooking, laundry. And yeah, I could go get a job, but I would still be responsible for everything around here and I already can’t seem to keep up. I just feel like such a failure most of the time. *sigh