I’m in therapy, as I know that’s key here. But fuck me my life feels like it’s shattered.
35, single, just about holding onto a job I worked bloody hard for, living in a place I can’t seem to sell, watching friends and family move forward with their lives. Ex boyfriends all married with families.
I had a car accident in January and still feel shaken by it. I had a horrible miscarriage with my last relationship last year, makes me wonder if I could even have kids.
My aunt and uncle died both in the last three months, I was very close to them. I’m going for a scan next week which I’m worried about. On top of all this, a good friend has been diagnosed with the worst thing imaginable with a short expectancy.
I feel terrified about what life is going to throw at me next. I wake up in the night panicky and crying. I’ve never been like this in my life before, even if I’ve have anxiety I’ve kept a hold of it. This is something else. Therapy helps, I recently took meds. But I can’t shake this horrendous fear about life and the sheer terrifying thought that I’m alone...I’m 35 and have nobody really, nobody significant who is mine and I theirs. It makes everything seem even scarier, nobody to share the day to day life troubles with.
If I knew I would face all of this a year ago I would honestly have chosen death. I don’t know how to deal with this heavy fearful weight and loss and sense of getting older alone. Just looking for words of support I suppose, it’s hard to talk about IRL.