I've namechanged for this.
I'm sitting here in tears. I have done very little this entire weekend. My children, thankfully, have been at their dads.
I feel so pathetic. Now, when everything should be sorted, I feel worse than ever. This should have been me three years ago, when everything was going wrong, but I coped then. Now, my life should be back on track. I've left my deadbeat ex, have a lovely new house, got away from the crap (bullying - not me, but a friend of mine, but I got silent treatment because she was a friend of mine) at my old job and it's been over two years since my dad died. So why do I feel worse than ever?
I don't really have anyone to speak to. I had one good friend here, that was going through a hard time and I did my best to support her through it, made sure she knew I was there if she ever needed to talk, but didn't crowd her, gave her the space she needed. As soon as I need to talk the comment was 'it's not all about you, you know', and I haven't heard from her since.
I don't know how I move on from here. I feel so stupid for being like this, because everything should be ok, but it's not.