I’m looking for some honest outside perspectives because I keep second-guessing myself.
I’ve never really had friends growing up. I was bullied at school and ended up leaving early. I suspect I might be neurodivergent (not diagnosed and not planning to pursue one), I have children who are on the spectrum this is when I started questioning it as I see a lot of myself in them. They also struggle with friendships. Social situations have always been difficult for me.
For a long time my sister included me in her group of friends, so they kind of became my friends too. Around that time I met my ex and we had children together. However, he never wanted to live together.
His routine was to come and stay with me and the kids for a few days, then go back to his own place for up to a week at a time. Most of the time I was basically parenting alone while he came and went. When he was with us he’d act like we were a normal family, but then he’d leave again and live his own life.
At one point he even said that coming to my house was “like a holiday” for him, which didn’t sit right with me because it felt like he got the nice family moments while I handled all the day-to-day responsibilities.
When I tried to talk about wanting more commitment or living together, he told me that would never happen. He also said I was the only woman who would want that and that his friends’ girlfriends were supposedly jealous of me because they lived with their partners and wished they didn’t.
He never took the kids on his own or gave me a break he just went back to his place whenever he wanted one.
Eventually I finally found the courage to end the relationship because I wasn’t happy with the situation in my defence I only put up for it for so long because I was young when we met and he was my first and only relationship so please no judgement. But shortly after that I fell out with my sister and we stopped speaking. Because the friends I had were originally her friends, I lost them too.
Since then I’ve felt really isolated. People always said I’d make friends when my kids started school, but that hasn’t really happened. My kids have additional needs and I often feel like other parents avoid us, so I’ve struggled to build friendships there.
Now I keep wondering if I made a huge mistake. He was basically the only adult I had in my life and the only person who was around regularly who said he cared about me. He wasn't all bad. He did try to come back a while ago and said he still loved me, but I shut it down.
Now I’m questioning myself and wondering if I was too harsh. Maybe I should have just accepted the situation the way it was instead of being alone now.
Did I make the wrong decision? Would other women have been happy in my situation like he said? He said it was the best of both worlds and if most women had the chance they wouldn’t want to live together.