I know this sounds like I'm having a real pity party, for which I apologise, but I have to face facts and it's very probably true. I can't see how it could easily be any other way.
I split with my husband, who was the love of my life, last year. It still hurts so much. Eveywhere I seem to look everything is family-orientated. I know all is often what it seems but many husbands are loving a faithful I know that and I so wish it could have been that way for us/me. I have my children and I know I'm loved but nothing feels the same anymore. Even friendships with close friends feel different. I feel so alone.
All my plans for the future seemed to be shelved or gone. We were going to grow old together. I feel so bereft that that is all gone now. We, my husband and I, still have to be in constant touch with each other with we have a daughter whose disabilites means she needs a lot of care. He is a good dad and fits helping me out with her around his work but sometimes I find it so hard seeing him all the time.
My life as a carer seems to stretch ahead endlessly. I love my children and they love me but I never imagined not being someone's wife (preferably the father of my children's!) as well and living our lives together.
I don't want to be with anyone else - I am still grieving for "us" but one day I might and there is no way anyone would take on the baggage that comes with me. They would have to be mad - or odd. Sometimes I think "well maybe I could have a loving relationship with someone; they don't have to deal with the day to day mucky caring jobs for a child/disabled young adult who is not even their child!" but I suspect I might think less of him for not wanting/being happy/willing to share in all that is my life especially when it is all so exhausting/debilitating an I could so use the help.
And besides I don't have time/money to spend on myself so nobdy would ever look twice at me anyway so the above concern is jumping the gun big time. I also don't/can't go anywhere to meet people. It's difficult to even vist friends. My life revolves around my teenagers/children and trying to meet their needs while caring for the disabled one.
It's all quite hopless and sometimes I find myself fantasising about writing a long list so that the people who had to take control of it all in my absence (probably social services!) would know what to do (eg no appointments missed/what my daughter likes to eat/how to give medicines etc) .. and then disappearing. I don't know how I would "disappear". I don't want to die; I just never wanted to live like this and don't now. But it alarming how often I find myself pondering this.
I would never do anything that would cause my children harm or distress though so I won't be disappearing.
I just think that being in your 30s is very young to be fairly damn sure that nobody will ever love you again. AND that you will probably never MAKE love again. (I know anyone can get out there and have sex but that's never been for me and I'm not doing that.)
I suppose I just want some (genuine) thoughts of encouragement. I keep telling myself this phase will pass. But because of the situation I am in I really cannot see any kind of actual happy ending. I don't want a fairy tale, I learnt the hard way they don't exist. I just something to look forward to in the future. But my future is almost without doubt, what I am living now.
Again, apologies for the tone of self pity. I don't DO self pity outwardly to the world so that is why I need to do it here.