Spent 20 minutes typing this post only to delete it as it was so long and 'woe is me' that I was ashamed even reading it back.
So, the summarised version:
I already know I'm BU. My child is my child an no one else's (her father left us when she was a few days old and has made no contact since, 10 years later).
I've had two nights out in the past 10 years. I haven't had sex in 6 years (last time was a drunken one night stand on one of my rare nights out). I have never had a relationship except that horrible excuse for one with my child's father. I haven't dated anyone. All because of lack of willing babysitters. My daughter is with me all the time. I have no evening/weekend childcare at all.
My child has ASD and, while bloody amazing, can be a bit of a handful. My parents told me when i was pregnant not to expect them to be babysitters. They said I should bear that in mind while debating whether or not to go ahead with the pregnancy. They made clear they'd done their time staying home to look after their kids, and now they wanted to enjoy themselves/travel/ be spontaneous before they got too old. They haven't budged on this in the past 10 years.
I had my daughter very young (late teens). I've lost all of my friends due to not being able to socialise with them without my daughter in tow. None of my old close friends have kids of their own. So we became completely different people with different priorities.
I see on Facebook old school acquaintances who were also young mothers. I've seen their statuses about how their kids have gone off to stay with Grandma for the night/weekend and the follow up photos of them out enjoying themselves with friends. I've seen most of them posting about the early stages of the new relationships they've been able to embark on because their parents are minding their children. Three of these people are now happily married to their new partners. I am really happy for them, but also so bitter.
My 20s are nearly over. And they've been pretty shit and lonely. If i had better childcare or more supportive parents, maybe i could have gone on dates and would be happily married right now?
It's all come to a head this week. Easter holidays. I'm in my last year of uni/ Tons of assignments due over the next few weeks that I'm really behind on. I've been able to put my daughter into a special holiday club that caters to her ASD for a maximum of one full day last week and again this week. This is as far as my uni childcare grant will stretch.
I'm really upset and angry that i am struggling to do this work around my daughter while i have able-bodied friends, parents, siblings who are posting on FB about what lovely leisurely days they're having just doing nothing. I want them to ask if i need any help. If they can mind DD so i can concentrate and not type nonsense and then have to go back and rewrite it all later when she eventually goes to sleep.
And i know how unreasonable this is. I really do. And this is why i've name changed so i can rant anonymously.
I have almost finished a professional degree. I am so close to finally achieving something that will give us a better future and i'm worried sick it's all going to go to pot because I'm struggling to meet these assignment deadlines.
I'm also so angry that, even after i get a better job with this degree and can move us to a better area, my social life predicament won't change at all. This is going to be my life for how long? When will i ever be able to make friends and maybe start dating? DD has no friends. She's never been on a playdate. And no one has ever accepted invitations to come round ours (probably a lot to do with the crappy area we live in, to be fair). No one will watch her. She goes to wrap around care with a breakfast and after school club who are trained in ASD. My uni helps pay for this.
But to pay for such care over an evening or weekend would be way out of my budget. Which is why i never get out.
Some blessings are my daughter and I are best friends. She always calls me her bestie. But i suppose that's not exactly healthy, is it? Only having each other for friends?
God, this summary has turned out even longer than my last post. I'm feeling better already just getting it out in writing though.
I just keep hearing my parents' echo in my head whenever i moan about my non-existent social life: "You should have thought about this before you got pregnant".
It just saddens me that i'll be mid-30's by the time my daughter is legally an adult. And this may be when i can get my social life back on track. Or maybe not. I have no idea how independent she'll be by then. So maybe this is me for the rest of my days.
I just feel that I've never had the chance to be young. And i am beginning to feel so bloody resentful about it. I need to find a way to accept that this is my life. I won't always be studying/working Mon-Fri 9-5 (or will i?) so maybe in the future i could arrange 'social stuff' on the odd hour while dd is at school or something. But i'd really just love a good night out. I want to get dressed up and get drunk. And laugh and dance. But there is just no way for me to do that unless i take DD with me!
Small steps. I'm going to focus on passing this year. Getting a great job. Moving house and school. Starting fresh. And then work harder to improve our sorry excuse of a social life.
Thanks for reading. I'm honestly not looking for any advice or sympathy. Maybe just if other people are in the same boat? I already know I'm being unreasonable, so this is very much a rhetoric post (and a bit of procrastination from having to go back and rewrite the 2000 words of my assignment I messed up on earlier).