Depression

Gosh this sucks. I feel like I am a horrible ass Mom. My kid tells me how mean I am, how I never play with them, how we don't go and do things, how he has no friends. My sister is telling me what a basket case she is, a mental case to be exact. My neighbor conjures up happy memories of childhood yet is pregnant with a super vain boyfriend who doesn't appreciate all that she is. And I'm starting to believe it all. I am a horrible Mom. I'm mean. I never play with them. I don't do anything right. I am a failure.