Struggling hard today. I worry more and more I've made the same mistakes my poor old mum made in her life, caring too much about the wrong things and the wrong people, never having the gumption to make the big difficult decision (although she always did, in the end... I should aspire be as brave as she was, sometimes, when it came to the crunch). My life is nothing like I want it to be and yet so much what I want in the practical sense - job, child, home etc - I can't bear to just burn it down and start again. And I just had a huge pointless row with my partner I should know by now will never get us anywhere but can't help myself picking at the scabs until they bleed. And then I was sad, and so lonely, and just so badly wanted to speak to someone who really loves me - not about the row really, just to have a conversation with someone about anything and feel that real human connection through their words. And I wanted her so much, and she isn't there any more, and she never will be again. She was too troubled herself to really be much of a support to me, but she did love me so much. And I could always talk to her. I've called my sister, my best friend and my dad - all too busy right now, which is fair enough, but it makes me realise how small my network is, how close I am to having no-one. And she probably felt just the same before she killed herself, that there was no one there for her any more, no-one she could call. And I let her feel that way, I backed off and wasn't there for her. I just feel so awful, like my sadness and loneliness is forcing me to confront the awfulness of how sad and lonely she must have been to do what she did, and I wasn't there for her and didn't make it better. Could just curl up and howl right now tbh, but more than that I just desperately need to talk to someone and have no-one in real life I can turn to. So here I am maundering away on Mumsnet. Sorry everyone.