I regret having a child. I don't wish him away, but if I could go back in time I wouldn't have him.
He has tied me to an abusive/controlling ex for pretty much the rest of my life.
Said ex thinks I am a shit mother and has already started the process of turning DS away from me, so whatever positive efforts I make, I can easily imagine in five or so years DS is going to turn around and say, you're a shit mother.
We (DS and me) are unalike in our attitudes and outlook, he is aggressive and competitive, hard to have fun with because his default setting is that everything is hard work and he seems simply not to enjoy life. I try to engage him in new activities, take him new places and show him new things, and his reaction is inevitably that I'm trying to cause him hardship. He is unhappy anywhere except in front of the xbox and if I get him to do anything else I'm being 'nasty'.
DS is rude to me, constantly puts me down. After years of this it's getting harder to laughly and shrug it off (especially because his father agrees with him/acts the same way).
He is unhappy and badly behaved at school and I can't see this changing, no 'treatment' seems to work, so I worry for his future in terms of friendship and career - I can see him turning into some kind of teenage/adult delinquent.
I have no family support or friends, I only get a few hours to myself each week. I can't even do things like start running again, because DS is too young to be left alone.
I have no career despite my First Class Masters degree, and am permanently poor, and am never going to have a decent job. Childcare is an ongoing issue.
Being poor means I will never be able to provide for DS in the way I would like; he's never going to have the latest mobile phone or the cool clothes or foreign holidays his peers probably will have.
I have no time for the private creative pursuits I used to be passionate about, and even when I do have time I am too mentally wrecked and depressed to be able to snap back into an intellectual frame of mind.
I have not had a proper relationship in years and never have the opportunity to date. I am trying online dating atm but am frequently rejected on the grounds that as a single mother I am a loser, or stupid, or a golddigger. Also, I don't have the time to date properly, let alone establish a proper relationship.
The only thing I fantasise about is getting to my 40s/50s and living alone in peace and quiet and being able to read and not have anyone around to tell me what an awful person I am.
Phew! That was cathartic. I appreciate the opportunity to share but apologise for being so dark and miserable.