Ha! I'm on the opposite end of the story:
At 24, I was on top of the world. I was engaged to the man I loved, graduating postgrad, about to embark on a high-paying career yada yada yada. A few years later -in my early thirties- we had (still have!) two beautiful smart children, our own home etc. I am not exaggerating when I say younger women told me they looked up to me, were inspired by me - I had money, a career, family, etc. I was pretty and slim, smart and confident. I was probably the kind of person you would look at now and feel envious.
Sometime around eight years ago things started to go wrong. My ExH started to become physically abusive, moody and generally unreliable. At first I was in denial it was happening. I also made some "wrong" career choices (follow your heart not your head type of thing) and changed my field of work- my previous field proving very stressful and travel-heavy, and I felt it was causing my family troubles. I still was able to get jobs, but it wasn't the great career path I had in my twenties. I started retraining for another career.
Fast forward to now- I am now 42 years old. I have spent a packet of money on divorce and legal proceedings trying to get rid of my crazy X- basically draining my savings. I have a contract until September, and after that no job. I have been applying for jobs and not even one callback. The latest vacancy sent me a form letter saying over 400 people had applied for that position.
I have no child support from the X- he has moved to another country. I have no close family in the city I currently live in, and the children aren't allowed to travel (both parents have to agree for them to travel, and we are in no contact with the father. The divorce bureaucracy is a whole other level of crazy). Once my current job is over in Sept, we will have no benefits, no extended insurance, no salary.
I am facing a future where I have to get my children through their teen years with no support, and an insecure financial situation. When I think about the future my insides shrivel with fear. It's one thing to be responsible for yourself and then feel as if you have failed yourself. It's another thing to think about your hopeful bright lovely children and their future and feel you have failed them and have their futures weighing on you.
Anyway, not sure why I shared my life story with you- not sure if it will make you feel better!! Just to let you know- things never are what they seem they are, and will never remain the same.