My life is really shit when I actually stop and look at it. I try not to most of the time because I really can’t see a way out but recently it’s just becoming glaringly obvious that I’m in a hole that I don’t think I’ll ever get out of.
I’m nearing 30 and other than my child and my dog, I basically have nothing. I’m a single parent who lives in a council flat. There’s zero possibility of me ever buying a property unless I win the lottery. The flat is pretty run down and shabby. Not horrific but really not great either - I would be really embarrassed to bring anyone in. I try to keep it clean and tidy, the day to day stuff gets done but the extras like cleaning the cooker, windows and stuff gets done once in a blue moon.
I have a beaten up, old car that’s always a bit minging because of the dog. I pay a fortune for it on finance because I have such a terrible credit rating but it probably won’t even survive till it’s paid off. I’m also way behind on the astronomical payments.
My financial situation is diabolical. I have crazy amounts of debt to the point where I couldn’t tell you how much I owe in total or who to. I just ignore it now and rob peter to pay Paul for the ones that won’t go away. I have rent arrears, car arrears, council tax arrears that they arrested my wages for, I haven’t paid for gas and electric properly for god knows how long. Plus all the credit cards/loans etc that I took out when I was younger and even more stupid and in an abusive relationship. I am awful with money and overspend all the time even though I have more going out than coming in. I’ve massively overspent for Christmas, I know it’s pathetic and I end up feeling so ashamed of myself but even if I didn’t overspend I would still be so bloody poor that I end up just thinking “fuck it”. Also when I say overspend I don’t mean buying anything crazy or any luxuries, it’s stuff other people would just take for granted.
My health for my age is awful, probably because my diet is awful and I’m so stressed all the time. I’ve had a weird phobia/issue with fruit and veg since I was a child and basically don’t eat any. My skin is awful, I have dark circles under my eyes, I’m pale, spotty, getting fine lines and wrinkles and starting to look haggard. Im struggling with bad breath too despite good dental hygiene. I’ve never been gorgeous but any looks I did have are rapidly fading. I’m too tall and skinny, I always have been but I’ve always hated it, it’s horrible and so unattractive. I feel like a teenage boy.
I have no routine in my life, I struggle so much to get up in the morning as I sleep so badly and don’t fall asleep till late. I then end up running really late and being so disorganised and stressed. I work and actually enjoy my job a lot of the time but I just feel so useless these days, I’m struggling to be productive and actually be a valuable team member. I’m just an unskilled worker on a pretty low wage but I have to put up with a lot of crap and stress at work too.
I know I’m not a terrible mother but I’m really not all that great either. I spend too much time on my phone (I say as I write this!) and not enough quality time with my son (he’s 8)x. This means in turn he spends too much time looking at screens too. I’m just so drained by the time I finished work and make dinner and do the basics that I just don’t have the energy, mentally or physically.
Not to mention that fact that I have a very successful long term boyfriend (together for years) who moved hundreds of miles away for a career move. I can’t follow him and realistically, he wouldn’t want me to anyway, so we do long distance for now until he’ll meet someone who’s as successful as he is and not completely fucking useless.
I manage to scrape through every day with a smile on my face but it’s getting more and more difficult. I’m spending more time withdrawing on my phone and the only company I enjoy is that of my dog. I’m not asking for solutions, I know this is all of my own doing. I shouldn’t have had my son at such a young age (18), I shouldn’t have been so ridiculously stupid with finances, I should have stuck at school and went to uni and made a career for myself. I wouldn’t care so much that I’m so unattractive if I actually had anything else going for me or something to be proud of. I’ve got no one to blame but myself. I just wanted to rant because I’d be too embarrassed and ashamed to admit to anyone in real life that I’m this much of a failure. I won’t because of my son (and my dog!) but days like today it feels like the best option would be to just walk off a bridge.