* **Sick of my husband**... does a lot of cleaning around the house, gets pissy if I don't praise it *right away*. Talks constantly about various topics revolving around him, expects some kind of response, yet if I somehow manage to break in with something about me, he barely (if at all) responds, then quickly turns the "conversation" back to him. On top of the other things, any time he gets stressed out about money, which is pretty frequent, he uses guilt-tripping to try to convince me I need to get a job instead of being a stay-at-home mom, never mind my physical and mental inability to handle most types of employment right now.
* **Sick of my father-in-law**... he has control issues and this attitude that if you're not doing it his way, it's wrong. Furthermore, he has this habit of commenting under his breath or behind my back on the lack of cleanliness in my house, any and all perceived failures regarding my children, and pretty much anything else. It's to a point where the very idea of him being in my house makes my anxiety spike.
* **Sick of my kids...** I love them very much, but I'm having a hard time dealing with some of the normal kid things, like "you're a mean mommy", refusing to clean bedrooms or help out with housework, pitching a fit if I tell them it's time to get off the video games, etc. 
* **Sick of myself...** In addition to depression and anxiety, I am dealing with increasing problems with my back and shoulders... rotator cuff tendinitis in my shoulders, and a combination of tendinitis and a relatively minor (but still painful) slipped disk in my lower back. I take lots of OTC meds for pain and ice my shoulders multiple times per day, but it's still extremely difficult to get things done around the house at anything other than a turtle's pace. Sometimes I'll sit and stare at the mess I live in and berate myself for not trying harder, or simply sit and cry for an hour at how little I'm able to get done compared to what I want and need to be getting done. (This feeds into my issues with my father-in-law, naturally.) I almost prefer to not feel any motivation because when I'm feeling motivated to get stuff done, I still can't do as much as I want to. 

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I don't know what I'm really trying to say. I guess I'm just trying to give myself the illusion that I'm talking to someone who actually cares about how I'm feeling, instead of complaining about my house being messy or calling me lazy under their breath or complaining about how I don't praise them enough. It's nice to have anyone to talk to who doesn't constantly need something, who isn't creating messes faster than I can keep up with... someone who makes me feel like a human instead of everyone's servant.  If you read the who thing, thanks. I'm sick of feeling alone.