I'm a very long-time single mum and my eldest will be off to Uni soon. My youngest is thinking about moving in with his dad, step-mum and half-brother which means I will have to sell my house as I won't be able to afford the loss in maintenance.
I have been very close to someone at work who I've now fallen out with so am thinking if I can, I should relocate when I sell and get a new job elsewhere.
But, I don't really want any of this. I've just sorted my house out and it finally feels like home, and I don't want to feel forced out of my work place either. And I want my friend back too. But it's all out of my control
I feel so desperate.
I really have no one to help me through any of my bad patches, and have got to the stage where I just don't want to wake up in the morning. If only I could have some illness that meant I didn't have to keep struggling on in my life, getting no where, unwanted, and so lacking any sense of self-worth or future. Lots of lovely people with bright futures die of cancer, when it would make more sense for it to be me - seems so wrong.
My life seems so pointless and worthless, and whilst I wouldn't do anything, it's not a life I want to lead. How can I be only middle-aged yet so socially isolated I may as well be ancient. No money to go out, and no one to go out with... no one to hold my hand when I'm scared, or cook for me if I'm ill... what sort of a life is that...
It's not depression - honest, just me being unable to cope with things... I've had to learn to be a strong and capable, independant woman, but my strength has gone.