I've always been a bit of a loner - sociable, with lots of friends, but very few close friends. At least I did have some though.
Over the years the friends I've been closest to have moved away, become involved in careers, and just generally drifted.
This has never been a problem till now. DD2 is in reception, and I find it very difficult to chat to other mums. I see a crowd of them together, and I have gone and tried to join in, but I feel like a bumbling, socially inept, fool. They tend to carry on talking, and if I join in, they smile indulgently, but don't engage.
My neighbour became a very, very close friend. She has an 'interest' which my parents have moots for, so I introduced her to them. She has become as thick as thieves with them, but never has time for me anymore. If I do see her, my dad tries to tell me about her, as she's 'his' friend, not 'mine'. In fact dad made our relationship worse, when he told her that I'd heard arguing with her other neighbour - I didn't tell dad, I told DH, he told dad... and much as I love dad he has a big mouth. It caused her to blank me for a while.
I was supposed to get my haircut last week at home - the hairdresser cancelled the day before. I became convinced she hated me, so I took the scissors to my own hair... it is now too short for any remedial tidying. I guess it's a form of self-harm (though I never thought it consciously at the time). I used to self-harm at times like these, but haven't since DD2 was born sleeping, and wouldn't now.
I'm due to be discharged from CMHT in the next month, which is great, though I don't always take my medication.
I just feel stuck, and hated by everyone.