I've name changed for this for all the usual reasons.
Trying hard not to drip feed but don't want to make this so long no one can be bothered to read it.
I'm 45 and feel like everything has gone very speedily to rat shit in the space of only a year or so.
Gaining weight steadily, probably as a result of liking cake and wine rather too much and having no interest in sport (this isn't new).
No energy whatsoever - had COVID about 3 months ago and don't feel like I have ever bounced back in a real sense. Feel really like I have retreated into myself - hard to explain.
Adore my DC (mid to late teens) but lose a lot of sleep over the youngest (15) who has developed some MH problems during lockdown, which is a whole other thread.
Job is hugely full on - I work about 65 hours a week under quite a lot of external pressure. Can't afford to quit.
Covid has turned my lovely active parents into elderly people.
My DH of 20 years is a wonderful man on a million levels but is largely oblivious to how I think and feel.
The house is constantly a mess and I have no energy to clean it properly. (I have to say DH does a huge amount of domestic stuff as he is WFH but doesn't do this. Also, a cleaner is not an option for a number of reasons).
I have a couple of different health niggles that scare me but can't see a doctor a) massively constrained by work; b) if you phone our surgery at the moment, you get a recorded message saying there aren't any appointments.
Yesterday, I went to Sainsbury's to do the big shop (DH normally does it) and I felt really panicky and overwhelmed.
Went to bed last night and lay there worrying and panicking for a good 20 minutes before I fell asleep.
I look back at how I was even 12 months ago and don't feel like the same person.
I have absolutely no one in RL I can talk to about this. People think l am this sorted, confident, put-together, energetic person and nothing could be further from the truth.