I'm at my wits end. I'm sick of not getting help and being belittled.

I'm sick of being told that I am blowing out of proportion that I am like 100% sure I have PPD and pelvic floor problems.

I'm sick of crying seeing my son's face when he is playing with his dad and then he just decides to go play video games instead of continuing to play with him.

I'm sick of him saying he needed to take these 8 weeks off to help me, but only helped me 1 week and has been playing video games all day for the past 4 weeks.

Am I crazy for being upset?

Do you think someone playing video games for 12+ hrs every day is an addiction? Where he chooses to not go somewhere because he wants to play. Chooses that over being with his kids or me.