One month post breakup with children's dad. I now have a glorious Saturday to myself every week. But I have no idea who I am anymore.
I spent the first few cleaning, then went to dinner with a family member once, had my sick dc home on another day.
But today, nothing. I'm on a bus to the centre of town with no real idea of what I want to do. I thought I'd love this, looking around art galleries, seeing a film on my own, buying a coffee and reading a book.
But I feel lost. Flat. There's a lot of children and families and couples!
I have to remind myself that my life was not like that and we were never that perfect family. I did everything. I spent the day with friends or family, he stayed home and played computer games. But I guess because of being 'default' parent, I didn't have to think about my own needs.
Did anyone else feel the same?