I’m 30 FFS, I feel so so stupid and useless .
I’m returning to uni to study degree I really, really want to get as it’ll open up a good career for me . I’m good at the course and I’d never forgive myself if I don’t go for it .
At the moment I’m living full time wirh my mum, have been for two years due to my own ill healtj and then Covid and needing to be my mum’s carer .
I think it’s some sort of attachment disorder or something; or a throwback from childhood but I can’t bear to be separated from my mum . My mum was very ill (mental health) when I was a child and some of my earliest memories are of being lifted up to give her a kiss , sedated on hospital trolleys . Was in and out of foster care a lot . My dad walked out one day and never came back - since then I’ve had horrendous problems . As a child I didn’t sleep, didn’t cope well with school . I managed to some extent from 18-27 or so then had a massive breakdown .
I’ve spent pretty much every day for two years with my mum .
Uni is getting closer and closer and I keep being told from all angles I need to go back, it’s a good job at the end and I need to try to make friends and talk to people and consider my own future .
But the thought of homesickness and missing my mum is cutting me in half already . I keep thinking of my mum at home alone and worrying it’ll be my fault if she’s unhappy or worse something awful could happen that I could have prevented by being at home .
I’ve spoken to my therapist who is saying a lot of my thoughts are anxiety; PTSD based and said in the long run things won’t get better if I stay in my ‘safety zone’ at home . Said hiding at home will ultimately change nothing and any future sadness will be just as hard if not harder if I don’t break out and form other strong bonds . I know she’s right . So why am I watching the Olympics crying my eyes out?