Recently divorced & today is the first Saturday I’ve actually been on my own in 30 years.
It feels incredibly lonely. I thought I’d look forward to it.
The sun is shining & I have no one to chat to about the week. Ex & I had to share a house until last weekend when i was able to move out.
I’m in a room in a shared house.
Thinking of trying to get an evening job just to get out of my room.
It’s claustrophobic & sharing a bathroom with 3 men is gross (not to offend but these guys habits are grim).
I’m just thinking how did I get to this point?