Feel free to laugh because I am ridiculous tonight.
I'm 47 and I never wanted to get married or have children, so I didn't.
I have had relationships and lived with men but ultimately those relationships ended and I live alone.
Day to day, I love living alone. I love the peace, having a clean home, and not having to listen to a man complaining about whatever.
However, and this is where I think I may have fucked up, I've reached the point where I'm just tired of working. I don't want to retire, I just want to cut down my hours and if I'd been smart I would have married for financial security but I wasn't thinking about that when I was young and now it's too late.
My friend is a housewife and her life is glorious. It's slow and simple, no kids, just her and hubby, I'm jealous as can be and I hate it.
Jealousy is such an ugly emotion but I made my choices. Am I feeling regret? Possibly.
Tomorrow I'll feel better because I always do, but tonight I'm having a pity party.
Join me if you wish. 🍻