I have been feeling really depressed and unmotivated to do anything at all recently and I’ve realised it because for the fist time ever I’ve lost hope that my life will ever get any better.
I’m 36 and have 3dc, I left school at 16 and wasted years of my life drinking and taking drugs. I met my ex partner and fell pregnant with dc1, immediately stopped partying lifestyle and started growing up, eventually had 2 more dc. My ex never wanted me to work as he ran his own business and it was easier if I stayed home to look after the kids. He promised he could support us all, that we would save up for a house and eventually get out of the horrible tiny, damp council house we live in. For years I believed him, dutifully lived frugally thinking we were saving up for a deposit and one day we’d have a house of our own and a better quality of life. It turned out he wasn’t actually making any money and running up thousands and thousands of pounds of debt.
I decided I needed to take control of my own life and started an access course with the aim of eventually getting a degree, 6 years later with a break for an unplanned pregnancy in the middle I am 1 year away from finishing my degree. After realising how much of a controlling liar my ex was we spilt split up this year.
So now I’m 36, single, living off UC in a council house with 3dc. My whole life I’ve always had this hope that things will be better, that I still have time to fix the mess that I made of my life when I was a teenager. Since my first dc was born 12 years ago I’ve been certain that we would have a proper home one day, a house where we could have friends and family over without being ashamed. Since I started studying I have always believed that one day I would have a career that I enjoyed and earn a decent living so I could support us and give us the quality of life I think my kids deserve.
Now I realise that I’m an idiot, I’m too old. Even if I finish my degree I’m never going to be able to buy a house on my own, it’s highly unlikely that I would ever even get a job that pays enough for us to move into a private rent in this area, my kids are older now and this is all they’ve ever known. Whats the point in trying to change things now when they will be grown up and gone in a few years. I feel like I’ve failed them so badly.
Am I unreasonable to think that it’s too late to turn things around now?