I stayed with the mother of my child because she wasn't capable of being a mother or looking after a child. Stupidly, I sacrificed a love interest that came into my life a few years ago because I couldn't leave my child and the mother would have fought for custody.
Nothing unusual in that you might think but as I watched my lover find another guy, get married, stop contact, then have a child, my child's mother decided to up and leave and go back to her home country half way across the world leaving our teenage child alone with me.
Here she was, doing exactly what I refused to do, to go and live back in the jungle and actually marry some seemingly random guy within 2 months of getting back to her home country.
You cannot easily run a company, work long hours, be in multiple cities and manage a diverse set of employees and be there for every school run, morning and evening but that's what was dropped in my lap with a couple of weeks notice.
I guess it sits well in the "I don't think it is fair" pile but it made me go back to the decision I made some years earlier and re-evaluate.
My advice to my younger self would now be to hell with it all, to take the chance on love, to be happy and to try and work the other stuff out because the alternatives as they are playing out in my life now most likely mean a late middle age and retirement absolutely alone.
I devoted my time back in the UK to providing for my family, to make sure they didn't have to go through the poverty I went through. What few friends I have are scattered across the globe and in the UK I know no-one really.
I don't regret that my child and I are closer but I do regret that what I was scared of wasn't or wouldn't have been as bad but deep down, having had an abusive alcoholic mother myself who tried to kill my sibling and me more than once, I know that my child's life could or perhaps even would have been in danger if left with the mother alone but no court would have believed me, a guy.
It isn't glorious to fall on your sword in real life. It is fucking tragic that life makes some men and women have to do it.