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The Guilt of Being an Overwhelmed Mother

  Some days the hardest part is not the exhaustion. It is the guilt. Recently, I find myself struggling emotionally. The mental load feels too heavy and my patience is close to zero. I notice how easily I raise my voice over small, everyday mistakes. And with every moment like this, a quiet voice inside me grows louder, whispering: “You are not a good mother.” I sometimes wonder where this voice comes from. I remember how my own mother used to lose her temper with me, and when I see myself repeating that behavior, it scares me. I do not want my child to feel the way I once felt. I do not live with the illusion that I need to be perfect all the time. I allow myself to feel different emotions, but I wish they would not fall so heavily on my child. The truth is that motherhood does not pause when you are exhausted. Every noise sounds louder, every question feels more irritating, and every request becomes harder to answer with patience. A small child does not understand how you ...

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