I have got to a stage where due to our circumstances I hate the weekend arriving. We have two kids and live on a military base in a remote ish part of England.
We have no friends here, no family anywhere nearby and I really struggle with what to do at weekends. in the week we both work (DH in the army, I wfh permanently) and kids in nursery.
I’m so lonely it’s embarrassing. Neighbours on both side are friendly but without young kids and have politely rejected our invites for drinks/BBQs etc. I have one brother but he lives in Scotland and we’re not close. Other friendships have drifted from our time in the military moving a lot inc a stint overseas
We’ve exhausted the very limited local attractions and don’t want to take a 4&3 year old to the shops in the nearest town. Soft play is closed and there’s nothing else to do.
Just feel like crying every Saturday morning with 48 hours stretching out in front of us again. Would kill to pop round to a friends/relatives for a cuppa