I thought it was just career-related feeling down, but now I’ve realised it’s just life.
My 20s were rubbish. While everyone else (school and uni friends) seemed to be travelling, going out, making new friends, building their career, I lost my dad, got burgled twice (including assaulted the second time), moved to a new city for work and had no friends, moved again when I got married - still no friends and ended up off work with stress due to bullying manager, was in a career I hated, then got managed out when I had DC1.
My 30s were so much better (Covid aside). I cared less about what people thought, understood myself better, found a lovely group of friends, career changed to a job I loved, had DC2, DH got a new job he loves, generally started to feel like I was going somewhere. We’re not wealthy by any means but we can pay the bills and have the odd meal out and a budget holiday once a year.
I’m now 43. My career has stalled and there is literally no opportunity for progression, at the place I’m at or anywhere else, and I see people ten years younger than me and/or without kids getting promoted past me (in the sector in general). I’m stressed all the time. The house needs half its contents chucking but we never have time to do it. I feel ill half the time. Since DC1 went to secondary all my mum friends have dropped off the radar, never reply to anything. I found a new hobby but friends I made through that have moved away or stopped replying. Cost of living has gone up so much we’re now scraping by. I can’t seem to relax, my face looks increasingly saggy, I have excess weight I can’t shift (which I never had before 36), my mum is now ill, and I just can’t see how life can improve (bar a lottery win that would mean work didn’t matter so much). I love the DCs to bits but it all feels so never-ending, and I’m scared of what will be left of my life when they leave home.