I'm a single mum who works full-time in a challenging job. I also love my own company and pottering around at home. I'm 50 years old.
Yesterday, I went to a university Open Day with my 18 year old, in a city an hour or so away. We had a perfectly lovely day but I couldn't wait to get home.
On Tuesday after my work, I'm travelling through to see family, for a wee gathering before my grandmother's funeral on Wednesday. It's about 90 minutes away. Of course I will attend my beloved grandmother's funeral very willingly. But the thought of packing an overnight bag and going straight from work ...
Is this normal behaviour? I am definitely seeing less of people these days and retreating into my own wee world.
Thankfully, I go happily to my work. I don't mind it at all. But my personal life is non-existent, largely through choice.
I wouldn't say I'm a selfish person. I help people every day at work, and would readily give most people a helping hand.
I guess I'm a classic introvert, but I definitely didn't used to be quite this closed off.
Will I regret it one day, the thought of not spending enough time with loved ones (extended family, I mean) or not opening myself up to exciting new experiences?
And can anyone else relate?
I should add that I am having my first solo holiday in October. 5 days on my own, abroad, and I cannot bloody wait 