Just had a couple of rubbish months. Bereavement in DH family meaning lots of solo parenting and illness (covid and tummybug) on top of an already stressful life with two DC with ASN.
Hardly anyone contacted me atall. The couple of people that did just sympathised but did nothing. No help or support or even just token of friendship/ cuppa/ phone call . I don’t have any family close and thought I had good friends. But really hasn’t felt that way atall
I don’t generally like asking for help, don’t want to bother others. But genuinely did need help. The few people I got in touch with to either ask for some practical help (like help with school run when I was ill, or to babysit, or to walk dog when i was ill) or to tell I was really struggling either sympathised but didn’t get back to me or made excuses not to help . I even swallowed pride and told a couple of people how isolated and lonely I was feeling. They just made guilty excuses and made me feel guilty for saying it. They’d been busy. They didn’t realise. It was very uncomfortable.
so I got on with it, put it behind me. Tried to just be normal with people when I was better and did see them around town.
but then this weekend more illness and on my own due to DH dealing with bereavement and again, no friends, no support. The two people I asked for help let me down. I have told 3 or 4 others that I’m alone this weekend. The only help I’ve asked for is maybe meet up for a cuppa or a walk or something small just to help get me through the weekend. I haven’t asked for much. It’s hard work single parenting 2 DCs with ASN while ill. One friend arranged to meet me and DC this afternoon for a cuppa/ walk and then didn’t turn up. Apparently forgotten.
I’ve realised from the experience that I don’t really have any friends. I thought I did but I don’t. I know lots of people, through the DC , through work, through neighbourhood. But none of them actually seem to care about me. Not sure how I got to almost half a century to feel really lonely and alone.
I’ve always been a good friend. Am always kind and sociable . To some folk I considered close friends I have often sacrificed my own time and made them a priority when circumstances in their lives meant they needed me. But now I don’t understand. These people aren’t here for me.
i don’t know what to do. Disinclined to make a fuss and tell anyone how I’m feeling. But then should I?
thankfully I have a really good relationship with my DH but still. I thought I had friends.