I know IABU. But I can't help it.
DP is a doctor in a hospital. I work from home, mostly. So far this week (Sunday to Sunday) I've seen him for two hours. This is not abnormal. His hospital is short staffed, he is conscientious and he has a lot of patients. I get it. But I'm so fucking lonely. I'm so sick of pretty much every weekend passing by just seeing the odd friend or a family member. I'm so sick of never being able to go to events with him or commit to plans because of his rota. I'm so sick of begging him to leave on time because we've got something booked and then ending up sitting alone again because of an emergency. Even when he is here, he's so tired that even normal conversation isn't really possible.
I can't even complain, can I? Because it's not like he's trying to be late and I'd be a pretty terrible person to react badly when he's late home because someone has been dangerously ill and he's been dealing with it.
But I hate it. I can't see a future with children in it because he just couldn't be the father I'd want and need him to be...
The NHS is fucked and I'm being a dick thinking about how much it is affecting my social life, but still. Argh.