I'm 30 years old, full time student and mum to 2 pre/teen children. I've been single for 7 years. I don't understand why. I'm not ugly, I'm not overweight, I'm not crazy or odd but I never get any interest. I do go out with friends, sometimes as often as twice a month but never get chatted up. The one time I did it was by a guy who was chatting up everyone and would have shagged anything available.
My friends are all married or at least attached. I feel like I'm destined to be alone for ever and it's stressing me out. I just don't understand what's wrong with me!
I'm starting to feel so melancholy about life in general. What's the point in saving up money to see the world when I have nobody to see it with? what's the point in looking forward to the weekend when I'm going to be stuck home alone anyway?
I know having "a man" isn't the be all and end all but it's nice to feel appreciated and loved and have someone there - an adult - to actually talk to, right? I try and get by alone, I'm studying, I go out with friends, I do go abroad every other year but I'm sick of doing everything either alone or with my mum!
I have a shitty little house, a shitty little car - 3 years at uni and I'd be lucky to get a job after it - the whole world to me right now is screaming "what's the point?"