It actually shows up what a failure I have been as a Mum.
While others post lovely things on social media and others comment that their children are a wonderful reflection of how they've been brought up + a credit to their parents, I'm left wondering why I now have a DS21 with ADD who is addicted to gaming; a DS19 who smokes weed and a DS16 who is already sleeping with his (admittedly very lovely) GF16.
Xmas is too stifling + too much time to reflect. DS21 is actually very sweet, surprisingly well-read (he reads classic novels as well as keeping up to date with political news) if a bit socially awkward; DS19 is very good looking and generous to his friends (he spent Xmas Day afternoon with a friend who is alone at xmas); DS16 is extremely clever + a talented athlete and he + GF16 seem so well suited even at such a young age.
I do find I'm quite a depressive character anyway + while I try to be optimistic + others would be surprised that I feel so morose (tears of a clown?), xmas especially gives me too much time to think dismal thoughts.
Anyone else feel this way + how do you lift yourself up? For me running helps + I do feel a good half hour / hour run in the woods later is on the cards this afternoon.