Obviously I am. I need to get a grip. Someone hand me one. I am lucky really, my DS is healthy, we aren't on the breadline, my parents are great...but...sometimes I feel like my life has been pointless and just a series of bad choices.
If I disappeared tomorrow would it matter? Sure DH would be cross about having to cook his own dinner and DS would be sad but he is little, he'd forget. I just feel like I have never really achieved anything, which is stupid and my own fault I know. I pursued a career I didn't want due to pressure from others (wanted to be florist or cake maker), got married at 22 which was much too young but was worried no one would ever ask me again. Married on rebound and missed out on a lot of my youth and now I'm too old and my youth is all gone! Added in to this is a chronic invisible health condition that I am responsible for day in day out and the relentlessness of it gets me down.
Basically I feel like I'm waiting to die. What is left to look forward to?
I'm sure this maudlin mood will pass. I know my life could be much much harder. I know that. But somehow it doesn't make me feel any better, it just makes me feel guilty!
Someone pass me a grip and some prozac.