An unsent letter to my partner... Thoughts appreciated.
I am just existing.
I have lost everything that made me a worthwhile person - everything. My friends (can't go to cinema, evening groups or meetups), my body (which once was lean and strong), and my career progression (I do nothing of any productive value - day in, day out). Consequently, I've lost my personality. I no longer have any sense of self. I don't know who I am anymore or what is the point of me.
I am now no better than a handmaiden - the lowest common denominator in society. A pair of leaking tits attached to a sweaty sack of sagging flesh.
I am no longer an interesting, attractive or worthwhile person. I am now no better than a parasite or leach. Every day is as mundane and isolating as the next. I'm not moving forward, advancing, progressing, contributing. And I look like shite. The reflection in the mirror is depressing and getting dressed seems pointless. No matter what new products I try, hair styles experimented with, or dresses bought, nothing masks the assault that pregnancy and childbirth has inflicted on my body. And make no mistake - that's why I do those things: to try and make myself feel better. I genuinely feel disfigured. (And my genitals probably are!)
When we met, we were well-matched. We were both equal in looks, intelligence, and prospects. Now I have diminished in all of those areas, to the point where we are miss-matched. I have reduced in value so that you are now above me, better than me. The processes of pregnancy, childbirth and breastfeeding has particularly bashed me in the 'looks' and 'career' department, whereas those areas of your life remain untouched. I can no longer partake in stimulating conversation, I have nothing interesting to say about my day and nothing to share about projects I am working on.
Here's the crux of it - you can now do better than me. You know it, and I know it. A year ago it looked like you had 'upgraded' from your ex. Now it looks like you've downgraded. And that must be embarrassing for you. It certainly is for me.
I thought these feelings would pass, but they haven't.