I am a single mom with 85% custody. Her dad is a bare minimum Facebook/Disney dad. She’s here ALL THE TIME. In my face - I need this! Can I have Mac and cheese? Come play chutes and ladders! Making up a song… narrating every goddamn thing.

I. Fucking. Hate. Playing. It makes me anxious and I feel like a shitty mom. It’s not that I dislike my kid. I dislike being her only social outlet. I almost long for the halcyon days gone by because even though he was abusive I at least got an occasional break.

I find myself resenting her father for him being so shitty so he got such little custody time. I’m exhausted and overstimulated and I would rather bathe with a toaster than watch one more minute of inane TV or listen to whining.