I have been a single parent for two and a half years. I have a beautiful, clever, funny and affectionate DD who is my whole life, I adore her. I didn't have her until my 40s and always tell myself that I would be a sad, unfulfilled woman of a certain age leading a meaningless life that centred around my career/cats if I hadn't been blessed with DD. BUT, DD is out with her Dad and I am alone with my self-indulgent thoughts and I am FED UP of the financial struggle, FED UP of having no-one to share the daily drudge with, FED UP of never going out for dinner or to the cinema or on holiday, FED UP of taking responsibility for everything and having no-one there for me. I know IABU but I'm hoping for a little catharsis. Off to sweep the yard, whoo hoo, will let you know if the ranting helped upon my return...