Ok, so I've got some days when I think I am so lucky. I've got a job that I really enjoy, we live in a beautiful cottage in one of the most beautiful areas of the country, my husband is amazing, my little boy is so cute and well-behaved. But then some other days I can only focus on the fact that we are so lonely (if you can call it lonely when you are 3). We are away from our countries and families and have no friends in the area. my life is basically going to work and back home with the odd supermarket or library visit. Winter weekends are mostly spent at home cooking, playing wirh little one and chilling but social life is unexistent. It does get quite hard when it is ALWAYS just the 3 of us and I sometimes need to speak to someone else. It feels so difficult to make friends and believe I have done stuff like joining classes, groups, etc.
I dont think I can really complain, I mean, I've got all the basics in life and I have even got a wonderful family.
I dont think anyone's life is perfect and if there is perfection
maybe mine should be close that only because I wasn't born in Afghanistan or a very poor country, i dont have a horrible illness and there is no big problem in my life at the moment such as struggling to make ends meet or being abused.
I dont really know what I'm expecting to get back from this post. It just feels good to share your feelings. I know I am supposd to live life to the full and enjoy the simple things and I do but I guess grey, drizzly days make it all more difficult.
Thanks for listening. X