My wife let me sleep in today since work last week kicked my ass and i’ve been staying up late and getting up early to keep up with everything.
I woke up to a bunch of yelling and my soaking wet 4 year old jumping into bed crying. Turns out my wife was bathing the boys (4,1) and the little one was done, so she decided to let our toddler stay in by himself for a little bit. She said she told him to pull the shower plug and he said he would. We recently moved and don’t have a bathtub at the new house so he likes to fill up the shower until right before it flows over which i hate but my wife lets him do. It get the floors soaked and the trim all around the shower is rotting and growing mold. I’ve asked them both so many times to stop, and explained to my son that I’m working on getting a tub put in but it’ll take time.
Well it turns out he did not pull the shower plug, and 10 minutes later my wife went in there to get him and he was trying to dry the flooded bathroom floor with toilet paper. He immediately knew he fucked up so he ran to me because I’m his safe space no matter what, always. I’ve never yelled at him in an aggressive tone, I’ve never hit or spanked him, when he’s in trouble i talk him through it in a calm tone, even if i had to put on my stern voice.
I was not a space space today. My wife called me downstairs in a hurry and the water from the bathroom was coming through the dining room ceiling out of the hole cut for the chandelier light. I know the run of wires there is knob and tube and there was either smoke or steam from the water hitting the bulbs.
From there i lost it, i couldn’t even look at my son for half the day. Even when i wasn’t doing anything and he asked me to play i told him no, when he kept asking i yelled back something about being in no mood and for him to stop asking. I snapped at my wife pretty bad, i told her they have no respect for the house and id been telling them to be more careful for months. I went in on her for leaving our toddler alone in the shower for so long and how she didn’t take the plug herself. I said something about them ruining our house, which i do think they need to do less reckless stuff in the house and have been trying to think of a nice way to frame in a conversation, instead it came out in a fit of rage.
I ended up having a heart fit and chest pain and i yelled at them both to leave me alone. As I’m clutching my chest falling to the floor, my toddler just wanted to help me because its happened before and we talked to him about what to do, and he was doing exactly what we told him, but i told him to leave.
I feel like i really fucked up today as a father and a partner. It was a very stressful situation, and i think my frustration was justified, but i cant stand how it came out and how i handled everything today.
I feel like i spent the whole day hating my family whom i love very much.


Entirely relatable right down to the sheer (temporary) hatred for everyone involved. Like, literally right now that’s how I’m feeling, because my two year old is an asshole who also caused water damage last week under similar circumstances and today, just the terror of them messing up the house and breaking shit while being “watched” by my partner who is on their phone instead of doing stuff.
The crying, the insane decision making, the lack of support, the draining weekday work, and even just not getting fulfilment in life; you shouldn’t beat yourself up over it since I think everyone goes through it and at least you didn’t get physically violent.
It’s only guilty because the kids are innocent, but they can learn that people lose their temper, have bad days, etc. We literally teach them to express their emotions and to be understanding when people are stressed; so as long as you do that for them in return, I’m sure they’ll get over your outburst