Probably because of the area I live in. Not much to do, run down town centre, few opportunities or nice places to visit. I get this constant feeling that life is happening in other places and I am just stuck here doing the same old shit week in week out. I try and take my dc on days out of the area but inevitably ends up costing money, time and effort that I don’t have.
I have no support with kids so it’s not like I can ever really do anything that fills up my cup. I’m either at work or I’m with them, trying to entertain them while keeping the house tidy, doing life admin and being generally knackered. Dh helps where he can but works full time. He’d have them in an evening if I wanted to pop out but I’m usually so tired by that point I just cba. He’s also not the most dynamic when it comes to planning holidays or days out so it all falls on me and ends up feeling like another chore.
I sometimes fantasise of having my own little flat in a city where I could go out if I wanted to and actually be part of things that interest me - markets, galleries, libraries, shopping, hiking. It all feels very unattainable at the moment.