I don’t even want it anymore. Any of it. I don’t want my kids to even celebrate Father’s Day. Not because I don’t love them. They’re the only thing that’s keeping me alive. I just feel like a failure. My wife screams at me every day of my life. She screams at them some, but most of her rage is focused at me. She makes me feel like such a failure. I work so hard. I work full time, I do the kid activities, I cook for us, I clean for us, I manage the finances. I am so tired. It would be worth it if she didn’t treat me this way. Literally the only thing that I focus on now is making sure that I survive so that they don’t have to be stuck with her without me. But I don’t know how much longer I can do this. I want to see me kids grow up. I don’t want to kill myself. Thanks for reading this.