I'm very much a coper. Always dismiss my own issues due to the knowledge that other people have it so much worse. My kids are healthy and happy, we have a roof over our heads. Chin up, tits out and soldier on etc etc.
That said, my 2022 has thus far comprised (in chronological order):
- Covid (no biggie, was quite unwell but nothing to write home about on it's own)
- Serious work burnout + awful anxiety (went on medication end of last year, didn't work, almost got signed off work a few months ago but carried on regardless instead).
- Finding out that my dad had a decade long affair with my AUNTIE. This has completely fucked my retrospective perception of my family life as a child/teen and irreparably damaged how I view my dad whilst also explaining my historically dreadful relationship with my mum (she was so damaged by what happened that she wasn't a great mum during those years)
- Severe food poisoning (requiring hospitalisation)
- My closest friend's suicide
Not sure why I'm posting. Have had a couple of glasses of wine and am just feeling very very ponderous. Is this just life as we get older? (Am 42).
I miss my friend so very much 😥