Don't know why I exist anymore

I don't know why I exist anymore at home it's clear all I am to my children is no more than a nanny to look after their every need but with no respect or care or love back To my husband I'm just there to give him "attention" when he needs and when I don't there's that lingering awkwardness in the air just there to look after the kids When I rarely get that time to be with friends I'm too ill to enjoy myself the joys of chronic illness Life what a bundle of joy it's turned out to be