Forgive me for a self indulgent shout into the void.
I don't know if this is lockdown loneliness or perimenopause or still heartbroken or just all of it. I'm sat here sobbing.
I'm a 47 year old single mum. Abusive marriage. Ex is a bit shit but at least stopped being abusive as years have rolled by. My son is 10.
It took me ages after marriage to date again. I managed to meet someone in 2018. It was slow and bumpy but we fell in love. I felt so lucky. But last April as lockdown happened, he ended it. We've been in touch off and on since. I went no contact. He came back and we talked and I thought we were exploring getting back together but no. Didn't happen. He disappeared again and came back again. I know it's him and not me, but I just feel like nobody will ever want me.
He still calls me every day. Often several times. I know he cares but he's not offering me anything.
I know I'm having a big hormonal wobble but I'm window shopping on fucking bumble and one of the very few guys that I ever swipe right on has unmatched and I feel awful. It's pathetic but I feel embarrassed by the thought that someone might consider me. I feel really embarrassed like I'm some frumpy middle aged woman, why the fuck would anyone want me? My ex didn't. Even though in my head I know this probably isn't true, I feel like he probably cringes at the thought of me.
My friend is 15 years younger than me and slim and pretty. She is interested in men my age so why would they settle for me. And I don't want some old man.
I was happy enough alone for a long time but then I fell for my ex and I absolutely yearn for what we had. I'm still crying over him after a year.
I know it'll pass. I'm not sure what I'm even asking anyone to comment on. I'm just so sad.