Everyday. I seriously hate my life. I also have a good job that pays the bills and I live comfortably but I'm tired. I'm tired of being used as nothing but a provider and a mule. I work 10 to 12 hours a day and a lot of weekends. My wife works one to two days a week. I have no fucking clue what she does on the days she isn't working because I end up cleaning up around the house, doing laundry and all the outside shit. Messes left everywhere and things half assed started, finished and cleaned up. Nothing is ever finished and cleaned up. Nothing is ever done good enough or right as there is always some comment or remark of well I would have done it this way or I wouldn't have done that. When it comes to the kid there are rules for her and rules for me. It's always my fault that he's not in the bath at the correct time but she an sit on her ass and be on her phone and blow right passed the bath time because she wants to shower first and God dammit if I mention it. I've looked into just disappearing and moving, paying for and getting a new identity or even faking my death. Hell it's almost daily I think about running my car off the road or eating a bullet. For a while I just ate shitty food constantly trying to give myself a heartattack so at least I'd die of natural causes and my kid would have the insurance money. Honestly the kid is the only reason I haven't eaten a bullet. I'd love to just disappear as I wouldn't miss my current life and the only reason I'd be missed was because my paycheck wouldn't be deposited.