We had argued for the millionth time that week. We were heading into deep waters, something had to change. After hours of contemplating and analysing this change, I decided to send him a message containing everything I was feeling. Everything, the good, the bad and the very ugly. I am a stay-at-home mum raising three kids, two of which are under three, with a 20-month old age gap and a lot of energy. I am exhausted, as you can imagine. But on that morning when I poured my heart into a single viber message, the relief was instant. Because I had finally spoken up and somehow I knew I would be getting what I wanted: support.