I have totally lost my way in life.I don't know what I want anymore or what I am aiming at.
I retrained a couple of years ago to return to work after being a SAHM for a few years but just as I secured my first job in the new industry we had to move here with DHs new job. There are zero employment opposrtunities here except cleaning. I am not dissing cleaners - prior to my college course and retraining I did the odd cleaning job. But since I worked so hard to move on with my CV I am reluctant to do that and frankly dont want to be a cleaner when most friends my age are doing far more interesting work.
I feel like I have made some stupid decisions in the past and unlike 10 or so years ago - feel like its too late to correct them and I have missed the boat.
Kids dont need me as much - except for lifts places and money. DH(50)works away more and more and when he is here he seems to sleep all the time. He comes in eats tea and then is asleep by 7.30/8pm. His snoring is horrendous,so I leave him sleeping on the sofa some nights so I can get some sleep but I can still hear it very loudly because its so bad. This isnt doing wonders for our marriage. He refuses to see a Dr as many men do.
I feel pretty invisible tbh.
Meanwhile - I see and hear of my slightly younger friends booking holidays, buying new things, having fun, having babies with a real zest and enthusiasm for the future. I just feel flat and like there is little to look forward to anymore.
My thoughts are mental. I swing from - last chance saloon - shall I have another baby to fill this void (don't worry - I know this is insane) and shall I just get in my car and drive away. Take my passport and piss off to the Algarve for a few weeks. They would only probably notice I was missing when they ran out of clean mugs and underwear!
I honestly have bizarre fantasies of leaving. Usually down the Shirly Valentine route. Sometimes I plan in my head to leave permanently just so I can do what I want to do in my life for ME ME ME and no one else. Sometimes I plan to just leave for a few days.
I never do though. I love my family too much and kids are still young enough to need me even if they dont show it.
Then I have the fantasy that we are only a few years away from the kids leaving home and us being just us - me and DH (but I dont know if we have much in common anymore and he certainly takes me for granted). I keep thinking if I can sit this out,it will be lovely - the kids and maybe grandchildren and all happy families etc etc.
But that little pessimistic MLC voice in my head - just keeps seeing the negative and sowing doubts in my mind.
I never used to be like this! I honestly scare myself some days with the shit and plans I make up in my head. I really do swing from at 8am packing my bags tomorrow and leaving for Spain and - planning a romantic retirement with my absent and snoring husband!