The pit of depression hit me like a ton of bricks again today. The anger in my chest is starting to fill up again. I feel like the biggest jerk in the world. I have no job so I don't have the right to complain about what my counterpart does with her money, but day after day I take care of the kids only getting about 3 hours of sleep a night. I feel horrible, my head hurts, I'm just exhausted after dealing with the kids all day. In the meantime my wife gets to go out to eat after work everyday, spending money we don't have. She sleeps until 10 every morning sometimes 11. I just feel like a single parent that's no good at taking care of his kids. I know I have no right to complain, I just really would like to go somewhere sometime without having to check the diaper bag, without having to answer 1000 questions about nothing. Maybe I'm just tired.