I work full time and very hard. I’m not saying others don’t by the way. I know we are all in the same boat.
But what once felt like a slow development of depression regarding the cost of living crisis, now feels more like despair. Something alien to me. I can’t remember ever feeling like this before.
DH and I earn decent wages, we have no entitlement to any benefits quite rightly, but we also have an extremely big mortgage and other outgoings. We used to live comfortably, but now I am worrying about being able to afford bills; food; and other essentials.
I’ve cancelled everything I can cancel e.g. Disney + and phone contracts etc. But it’s not going to be enough. I haven’t put the heating on yet. We are waiting until our fixed rate expires and will try to sell our house.
I feel sad that I can’t give my son what I want to give him. I’d have loved to have been able to buy him a car. I can’t even afford the trainers he likes anymore. He goes to a nice school (not private) and most of his friends come from wealthy backgrounds. I feel sad I can’t do for him what his friends parents do for their children. He doesn’t complain though. He understands we do our best. Some people are struggling to feed their children so I guess it could be worse.
I don’t know why I’m saying all this. I feel pretty crappy tonight knowing what’s coming tomorrow with the BOE. It feels like however shit I feel now, it’s going to get way worse. I’ve recently started to imagine the peace that would come from not being here anymore. I love my family to pieces and wouldn’t do anything to hurt them, but life just seems so hopeless at the moment. The world doesn’t feel very nice. Im sorry to be so down, as I say, just having a rough night.
Perhaps others will take comfort in knowing that they aren’t alone.