Been posting on mumsnet for years.
I’m at uni, mature student. Cared for my mum for years at home, and my younger sister for years before that. Went back to uni as an adult at 26. Originally at 26, the cheapest and best option was to go into halls. At 26 I didn’t stand out too much, all good.
That was in 2017. My mum got progressively more unwell and was effectively gaslit by the NHS for a long time who said nothing wrong. As she got worse and pressure piled onto me I had a breakdown and went home to my mum’s. One year out turned into two; then I went back to uni as it was online only in 2021. So could balance caring for mum and exams etc.
Then course went back semi face to face in Sept 2021. I was assisted by GP mum would be fine. Moved away again, as it was a bit last minute and housing crisis in the area I went for private halls.
Within 48 hours we realised my mum couldn’t live alone anymore. By January I was back home with her. Failed most of my exams. Mum diagnosed with dementia, had to pack up her house. Two weeks later my granny died out of the blue.
At that point whatever good mental health I had left decided it was packing up and leaving too. I had no other home to go to, except for uni halls - couldn’t afford a deposit on private rental - I couldn’t work looking after mum, and I couldn’t claim benefits due to still being at uni albeit not always able to study.
My uni are extremely supportive and have worked with me to guarantee my flat until I graduate - this has given me stability, same GP surgery, support on site if I need it, etc. Plus it means I can keep some of my/my mum’s stuff.
But on the other hand, I’m 32, and in student accommodation. Been told by uni staff I’m not the oldest, and not to worry - support worker said there’s far more complex situations, but it’s difficult not to feel stupid.
I like my flat … the only issue - noise aside -& is that each year in halls every other room changes tenant and I’ve four new flatmates.
I should have graduated in 2021 - instead I was retaking my third year exams this summer. By some miracle I passed them with good results (first/upper second). I’m now going into my final year - first classes tomorrow - two years after I should have graduated.
I can completely understand that it would be strange if you were 18 and your roommate was 32. But I feel so bloody stupid. It’s all en-suite, we only share a kitchen, but when I go through, I’m completely blanked. I’ve got anxiety issues but said hi, introduce myself, smile, etc - nothing back. They’re all sitting in the kitchen laughing and I can’t even go through and make myself toast.
I’ve got enough going on at uni that I don’t need to be at home a lot during the week at least, I’ve got placement, classes, society stuff I’m involved with - but I’m feeling so bloody alone and isolated tonight.