I grew up in a very dysfunctional home, my parents were the textbook template of how a marriage shouldn't be, and what not to do as a parent. I always craved a normal family life, I never casually dated, was always in relationship, always looking to settle down. I met my now DH and I'm now 26, married with a mortgage and DC and I'm just overwhelmed with this feeling of claustrophobia almost, about my life.
I've had therapy, and I've realised how desperately I sought this out. I was just so young and I wish I'd taken the time to be so, DH was 10 years older but I'm the one pushed for kids now. I pushed for marriage now. I pushed to buy a house now. He was happy to travel and take our time but I wanted it all and I wanted it now. Now I have it, and it feels hollow.
Suddenly I have the stability I always wanted. A gorgeous home, but I'm wishing I'd travelled and moved away from my home town. Beautiful amazing kids, that I don't feel ready for, that I wish I didn't have just yet. And a kind, loving husband who I know will never cheat on me yet I wish I fancied more, I wish had more spark to him. My whole life feels dull. Like I've gone from late teens to middle age in seconds. I had my whole life to settle down like this, why did I have to do it so soon.
I've told DH how I feel, I've even considered leaving him, and he's just bewildered because this is all I've ever said I wanted. I feel so claustrophobic and I literally lie awake at night wishing I could be 17 again and make different choices. Be young. Be confident. Travel. End up with a man who ticks all of my boxes. Be the person I want to be, not who I am at the moment, this miserable mum longing for a do over.
I know I might get some vipers on here, that's probably why I'm posting. Maybe I need some sense knocked into me?