I think that the truth is more mundane. I’m not able to afford expensive holidays and hobbies because, being divorced and childless, I only have one income in my house. That income has to stretch to cover my elderly father who lives in my house and only has a state pension. It’s really tough and no way can I ever justify a holiday.
I was always ambivalent about children, but the discovery of PCOS in my late 20’s and my then husband having practically no sperm concentrated our minds.
we could have tried ivf, but we didn’t pursue it because it didn’t feel right. We looked into adoption but again, didn’t feel,right. I think I knew then that despite our apparent efforts, neither of us really wanted it and neither of us thought that we would be parents. Now, 17 years later, I’m glad I didn’t have children.
I have never looked for purpose in my life. I’ve been a school,Governor but that was because I’d just swapped careers from teaching to the nhs and wanted to have some strategic management experience on my cv. It was fairly interesting and I stuck it for 12 years before quitting. Volunteering wise I feel that covers me.
my hobbies are cheap. I like reading, writing and drawing. None of which I do on a regular basis because it’s easier to just flop in front of the tv and try to forget who hates me most today (I work for NHSE).
im content with my life without children. I’m close to my nieces but apart from them and any offspring they have, I’m not interested.
my dog is an important part of my life and my dad is there and needing my presence at the moment, not more than that.
I don’t believe in a higher purpose. I think it’s enough to just bumble along and have fun where you can.