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Hey there, my dear friends! It’s been a little while since I’ve popped onto the forum, so first off, I just wanted to send everyone a huge, warm hello. I’m reaching out today because I really need to vent and share some of the pain I've been carrying, and I’m crossing my fingers that maybe some of you might have some helpful advice for me... So, here’s the situation. I’ve been married for eight years now, and we have three little ones. When we first got married, my mother-in-law was actually living under our roof with us. After a few years, I finally managed to convince her to move into her own place, though it was a real struggle to make that happen. But if you think that was bad, things took an even darker turn last year when my husband decided to move into the basement level of our house. Honestly, ever since we lived together, he’s never been satisfied with anything—he finds a flaw in absolutely everything. He’s been verbally abusive and incredibly belittling toward me, and it gets even worse because he’s said such horrible, nasty things right in front of the kids. It’s been nothing short of a living nightmare. 😠 As for being a father? He barely spends any quality time with them at all. He never takes them to a soccer game or to an arcade or anything fun like that. The only time he ever really takes them out is for maybe thirty minutes to run into a betting shop or a coffee house, which drives me absolutely crazy. I can somehow find the strength to push through the heartache he causes me, but lately, I’ve noticed this massive surge of disobedience and aggressive behavior from my son, who’s turning eight in just a few months. I am at a total loss. What am I supposed to do? With three kids, the entire weight of parenting falls squarely on my shoulders. I am completely exhausted from running around all day, cleaning up after everyone, and then having to deal with the constant fighting and the aggression my oldest son shows toward his younger brothers. The stress has become so physical that I’ve ended up with three ulcers in my stomach, and honestly, I’m starting to get a little scared for my own health. I wish I could just cry all this pain away; I think it would make things feel a little lighter. Please, if you have any suggestions or advice, I am begging you—I feel like I’m losing my mind. 🙂