41F - I'm not afraid of being alone, but I wish I didn't have to be.
Posting from burner. I don't have a relationship with my parents. I survived an abusive dad and a narcissistic mom who enabled him.
I have friends I adore and see from time to time, but at our age we rarely get together, as everyone is understandably busy with their careers, families, etc.
Every relationship I've ever had has failed, for one reason or another. I've never been married. I've made plenty of mistakes. Especially in my younger years, I was often part of the problem and made some poor decisions in choosing partners ("I can fix him!")
I've grown a lot since then. 21 year old me was a completely different person than 41 year old me, but I do feel like we're both proud of each other.
In my older years, it feels like I have never been enough for anyone. They don't commit and I become a long-term placeholder. I don't always understand why these things turn out the way they do, but I can't help feeling like something's wrong with me. I know that there isn't, but I'd be lying if I said my self-esteem hasn't taken a hit, especially after being cheated on.
I'm finally accepting that any chance at finding a life partner has been effectively ruined. I am a single mom to one wonderful little boy. I was with his father for 3 years...he cheated on me, gave me an STD, and I left him.
I'm hyper-focused on keeping my son safe. His safety is #1. The thought of bringing a man around him scares me, because you just don't know people. There are too many abusive people and predators in this world. I'm truly thankful to be able to put my child first, but there is a lingering pain in the background, a dull ache of extended heartbreak. This isn't how I imagined life would look for either of us.
I have my dream job, and I'm able to provide for him. I know I can be happy alone, and find meaningful ways to enjoy this life and my time on earth, in solitude...but it's just not what I wanted. I never wanted to do this alone.
I did have someone. We were friends for years, I knew him (38M) way before I ever met my son's dad. He was genuine. He knew everything about my circumstances and what I went through with my ex, and he was incredibly compassionate about it. We started dating about a year after I left my ex, and were together about a year and a half. I know he loved me. It turns out he was way too enmeshed with his family (parents, siblings) I won't bore with all the details but because of this, it didn't work out. The control they had over him was difficult to deal with and it's not my job to "fix," as I learned the hard way in the past.
Now, I'm heartbroken and tired. I don't have the energy to search for someone to do life with. I don't want a relationship just for the sake of being in one. I wanted to build a family, a life. I know I'll never be married and I'm genuinely sad about it. That's the part I can't shake. As a single parent that works full time, I definitely have plenty to keep me busy, and I still find time for myself/hobbies...but that small void, that empty place where I wish I had someone to lean on, to love, to share happiness with, to be completely open and vulnerable and intimate with, the pain from that hollow is something I don't think I can ever get rid of.