I think you should talk to some parents! Life for most of us is all about doing everything for your children and sometimes all that sacrifice feels devastating. You think you’re devastated now - no partner no kids - hmm.
Imagine being 45 with two very grown up sons wondering whether you even have been a good parent. Imagine wondering whether you even matter in their lives! Marriage having children is no fairy tale.
I think social media has a lot to answer for - would we even know what’s happening IF we didn’t have this constant sharing of everyone’s wonderful
journeys.
I’m going to tell you there is no such thing as a picture perfect life. The private people as well as the Social media addicts are are living their lives and like everyone there are highs and lows - you can’t know true happiness unless you’ve drowned in the pits of sadness. People choose to share their wonderful lives - why ???? When you limit your sharing you protect your privacy and live silently - your mental health is much better and boasting about your home, family, holidays, weight loss pregnancy will always bring negative energy into your life.
We don’t know what’s behind that smile - or that stunning capture of someone.
Someone shared a photo of me at a family wedding - I’d lost a significant amount of weight and was dressed in nice gown - the endless comments about how youthful and stunning I looked after two children - were overwhelming and no one knows that day what actually happened to me. That behind my smile
I was anxious and scared I felt I looked awful and wearing that dress led to a violent altercation later with a person I trusted.
Living your reality is going to bring you ups and downs and there will always be someone, somewhere who wants your life situation.
Reframe your perspective and stop wasting your life thinking by the media’s projection that happy life equals partner marriage and babies. There are other versions of happiness and it’s possible to choose those.
In my dream life - I didn’t marry at 24 and at 45 I’m single and not living in the UK I’m travelling - my time belongs to me and I have no responsibility to any child or partner. My income belongs to me and I’m living a fabulous modest life in a New York loft working a small job that affords me my own space and a little travel. It’s a little dream BUT I know it’s the reality I wanted to live.
So the next time you see me standing next to two sons who tower over me - don’t think I’m happy and how wonderful I’ve gotten this far - because I’m standing there thinking I’m the worst parent and that I’ve messed up their lives because in the end my best wasn’t good enough. I look at them and feel like a failure because at 25 I was frightened of being their mother at 35 I was lonely and trapped and I know whilst I was physically there - mentally I didn’t give them the stability they needed. I was a broken person to begin with! At 45 I pray that I can forgive myself and leave them with some good memories. Despite my failures I love them but that doesn’t mean they love me back - you see their plugged into a virtual world and they don’t know how to value the love of a mother who struggles to this day to do her best. I can’t give them a car I can’t give them a house I can’t fulfil their material needs and they don’t have the emotional intelligence to just be in the moment and appreciate their health and our time together.
You see your happiness and you’re peace and calm depends on you and if you can block out the society and family expectations upon you - only then can you
really find your happiness. This is your life this is your time this is your chance. Plan a trip - go visit someone who moved abroad - go do that pottery wheel thing - joint a sports club - it doesn’t have to be a huge thing. Just do something fun something that just belongs to you.
Fun things I did - tried archery - I’m rubbish
I had an ice skating lesson - aged 40 -
I fell but I got up and it wasn’t a complete disaster.
I’m going to book a climbing wall one day.
I’m saving up for a master cookery class
In the mean time - I need to get up and get back to walking 10 K a day
because that time alone was the best therapy I could deliver to myself.
I made it comfortable with nice trainers and on the days that it was cold
I had a mocha coffee. I need to get back to this!
I hope my ramblings give you hope and positive energy - because you
are amazing - when you fake it to begin with and get into a routine
of taking care of yourself - eventually you do start to believe in yourself
and value yourself. Value yourself we are all making a positive ripple
in the world somewhere. Your nervous smile - could be the saviour
for some like me walking and worrying. The smiles of many strangers have saved me!
Lots of love and light to all.