I regret having a second child. I love my kids, I’m glad they light up everyone else’s lives, but I’m in hell all the time now. I haven’t slept a solid night in years, money is now super tight, I have no time for anything else. I’m always wondering why I wanted to start over when my oldest was finally in school and I could start living again. I’m constantly in pain now from lack of sleep, whether it’s body aches, headaches, eyes burning from lack of sleep. I’ve had days where I have 0 patience for either of my kids from no sleep, days of 0 empathy. I feel absolutely terrible about them but I can’t change the cause, because we never sleep in this house anymore. Honestly, I’ve had more days where I think killing myself would be a relief just to finally sleep. How fucked up is that?