I was constantly overwhelmed, having only tiny glimpses of parenting joy. 

 

I would constantly be searching for something more and feel like I could NEVER achieve ANYTHING! I almost begrudged my family and its entrapment. I would get extremely mad and volatile very quickly.

 

I still get mad, but it doesn’t get to a point of rage and can dissipate now before boiling point.

 

I feel the joy in family life now and that this in itself presents wonders and opportunity for achievement which I’ve always so desperately craved. But best of all, I feel I’m on the path towards connection with my children, rather than on a path of separation.