40yo this year. Married. 1 dc (toddler). Employed. Stable decent living. And desperately unhappy.
Zero passion in my life - not that much remains between work, DC, house... feels like I've lived my entire 30s serving other people's needs (parents, husband, ILs), fulfilling expectations, running the rat race - and somewhere along the lines I lost myself and now i don't know what it means to be ME.
Then I remember vivacious, passionate 20yo me and can't connect to her at all. It is like I'm watching a movie which I vaguely remember seeing trailer for. Somewhere between that and this something must have happened and I am desperately searching what it was so that I can somehow turn things around but keep failing.
To be clear, I am not a fantasist - I know I can't have it back and it could never be the same but there must be more to life than this?