Name changed just in case but pretty sure no one knows me
Background:
Middled aged, unattractive, very long term single parent to grown kids who due to Covid are needing a fair bit of support; emotional, financial, accommodation etc
No friends to speak of due to bringing up kids and trying to earn enough to keep a roof over our head. And a job that is not 9-5 and very demanding. I also have neurodiversities which makes me ‘different’ and on top of that was rejected by my parents, and my ex-H chested on me for all our marriage so trusting people isn’t easy.
I have I guess mild depression, and just wish I could fall asleep and it all be gone; I’d not do anything daft as my children need my support and I can’t let them down. But I’m fed up with my life. I pretty much only have my work and went through redundancy not so long ago. Luckily I was safe this time but loosing my job will mean loosing my home leaving me and my currently unemployed adult child homeless.
Everything is such hard work and an endless amount of it too. I’m not sleeping properly with a bad case of imposter syndrome over my job and the knowledge that this is it for my life. I’ve been on my own for 2 decades give or take bringing up my kids and trying to work at my career. But to what end? Get no interest at all on dating sites, and developing friends at this age when you work more than FT is impossible.
I’ve no support to speak of, and sometimes end up supporting work colleagues. I give but whatever karma rules are out there I don’t seem to get anything much back. How is that? I’m a pretty kind person but am turning into someone I don’t like. Resentful to an extent, lost, lonely, pathetic!
I know I’ve a lot to be thankful for: mortgaged house, job that pays the bills enough for me to support myself and my now unemployed child. I’m healthy too and on the whole love my job.
But what life is this if this is all! I’m growing older alone, bored of my life, and apart from my children, unloved. I have got used to be unloveable, and unwanted-never good enough but I can’t say the emotional pain of that doesn’t hurt.
I’m in a bad place. I can’t get worse as I have to be there for people. I’m not good on meds (get heart palpitations) and have been on HRT for over a decade so it’s not menopause related.
I am sure Covid and the encroaching cold and dark weather isn’t helping. I can’t bring myself to exercise as I’m so tired with a lack of proper sleep, and when I’ve spoken to counsellors I’ve been told no one can really help as I practice the self- help therapies that usually work for me. I’ve resorted to impulse shopping In an effort to help, and maybe to trying to stop myself looking so old and unattractive...it’s not working but no one really sees me anyway so I’m sort of fuelling my own Barbie wardrobe habit.
I know finding someone special won’t solve my problems, but at the moment I’m barely going out and even without Covid wouldn’t as I know if people see me they’d be repulsed...that is if they noticed me at all which I suspect is the case. I am pretty much nothing, a waste of space and I feel like I’m being punished by just being here. Daft eh!
Any tips that might help me pull myself out of this as I have to do it, I’ve only myself to rely on.