Does anyone have hopes and dreams as an adult, as a parent, that extend past “I hope my children are happy and healthy and that I stay healthy enough to be with them”?
like my husband has ambitions of things he wants to do in his life, but I just… don’t? I don’t think I’m depressed, I just don’t think I really have any anymore.
I’ve been luckily enough to roughly achieve what I originally hoped for professionally but lately work seems less important. I’m happy just for more of the same. I enjoy travelling but that’s limited with kids and honestly I think a lot of what I used to enjoy about it when younger and single was the freedom of it. It’s tainted too now with struggling with long haul flights physically and morally.
I do feel a bit pessimistic about the future I admit, like the best is behind me and there’s probably generally more difficulty ahead, but I think that’s also logical. Husband thinks it would be good to work towards goals or dreams but when you don’t have one that’s problematic!
is it just me?