In short, my first serious relationship has turned out to be my only one. Met through work me 21, him 35 and what I now know as narcissistic. He left me at 24, penniless, heartbroken and pregnant.
I concentrated on baby and putting myself through exams, and enjoying a simple, stress free life with no more drama.
Fast forward 18 years and I’ve never had another relationship. Never looked for one.
Did I actually move on ?
I’ve recently joined Facebook and seen pictures of a friend’s baby shower, and it’s just made me so sad that I never had all of that, or anniversaries, or the happy holiday photos (yes I had a proper nosey!). I never had the whole ‘life journey’ with someone where you face the things together.
I know it’s better to be on your own than in a miserable relationship, I tell MN that often enough, but should I have made more of an effort back then ? I’m too old now !