I’m 39 in a month. Since I was a teen I had imagined, like a lot of people, meeting someone, getting married and having a family. Choosing paint for the bathroom and sharing plans for retirement. Having said that, I was always fiercely career driven and definitely had a few self esteem issues along the way where I let a few decent men go who wanted to build a future with me.
Whatever the reasons or whatever the mistakes I may have made, I’ve ended up here - a single parent, with a 2.5 year old at almost 39.
I have been lucky in that I have ok financial support from ex, which I know many single parents don’t have, though I suppose in some ways it’s sad that that’s something I have to consider a positive.
Ex sees ds most weeks at the weekend but due to the fact he earns well he is often working and therefore unable to do weekday bedtimes or nursery drop offs. I know I could grab the bull by the horns (so to speak!) and get back out there if I really wanted to. I could get a babysitter and really make the effort to meet someone. But… the fire has gone. The energy has gone. The hope has gone. It’s hard to explain but although I would absolutely love to have another child (probably unlikely now) and be married, I can’t seem to summon up the right feeling to go out and find it. It’s like that part of me is forever gone. I used to be quite the romantic, I enjoyed sex, I could really invest in a person and be excited about the possibility of a future… I honestly can’t imagine feeling that way anymore. Even when single in the past I used to have the feeling of still wanting that. Now though, it’s like it’s an abstract thing and I can’t access that part of me anymore.
I feel this part of life has passed me by. Apart from ds the future just feels empty. Not sad exactly, as I do enjoy life in many ways, but still empty. I don’t know how to navigate my future anymore?