Embracing Pain

I feel so filled with anger and frustration tonight.  I feel like no one in my family really understands my pain.  How could they?  I don't talk about it.  I try not to show itif I can cope somehow.  My small children would not have the ability to understand it, or at least so I think.  Maybe they don't have to understand it to help me cope.  I am frustrated with my partner.  I feel like I am the only one who tries to do a lot of the housework.  She does the dishes.  I do the laundry, try to vacuum when I can, take care of the cats, and I feel like I am the only one pushing for them to take regular baths.  I can see that her job takes a lot out of her, but so does mine.  And, I don't care what the therapist said years ago, a person should have some pride in themselves and their household enough to care about keeping it moderately clean.  I feel like I am going to end up saying something I shouldn't, but right now, I would rather live downstairs with the cats and take care of one space where I feel like I have a chance to de-clutter and gain some peace of mind.  I'm kind of wandering here.  Tomorrow at work, I have to be there by 6:45 am, work all day til 6:30pm with our 2 newest employees who are still in training.  Plus, I have a computer issue that I have to resolve before the boss gets there at 8 am.  And, I forgot to stop and get my medicine again because I was so frazzled on the way home.  Did I mention the swelling in my lower legs that has started happening in the last week.  Yet another thing to have to get checked out.   For now, I have to go to bed.