I'm conceding defeat.
I'm in my late 40s. A loveless, sexless sham of a marriage that happened for all the wrong reasons and ended 10 years ago. NC with my surviving parent for he past 10 years all the right reasons. Therapy. So much therapy.
Friendships that have come and gone. Relationships that have been few and far between and very short lived.
I finally started seeing someone this time last year. Well, not quite this time last year. I haven't quite made it to a year yet and I won't because I can't do it. I can't work out how relationships work. I can't tell if I have boundaries or blockades.
I've spoken to a friend about it but I'm just tired of thinking. Tired of talking and tired of feeling.
No significant relationships; and lost all but two of my friendships. I'm just sad at the thought that this is it.
I had so much hope. I can't bear to even see photos of myself as a child. She was such a sad, lonely, unloved child but she had so much hope for the future and she became a sad, lonely, unloved adult despite all my best efforts to the contrary.
I just can't do it anymore 😥
I don't have a question. I just wanted to put it somewhere.