I've learnt a lot about myself, and about other people, this weekend.
I've had 4 days alone, mostly with my kids, and I've discovered I couldn't be a single mum. I don't think I'm even cut out to be a mum at all half the time.
My husband will be home soon...and I'm not sure how I feel about that. He has been not the most pleasant person this weekend.
I've discovered I really don't have many friends, virtually none I can tell things to. Most are not there at all.
I've realised I've gone straight from my mum's to living with my husband....I haven't ever lived alone. I think that's why I suddenly feel the need to break free now. I want to go away for a long time all by myself. I want to have no responsibility, no-one to answer to.
Some people think I'm not trying to work out what I want. That I'm taking the easy way, or just not making any decisions. This isn't the case at all. I just find it very hard to express.
I've spent a lot of this weekend going up and down, spending a lot of it in tears. I hate the person I am and I'm trying to work out how to fix it.
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