How Did I Get Here?

People are too much work. I'm lonely. I miss having people drop by for dinner. I miss being able to vent about kids and not having everyone look all pained because of their sense of how horribly I stressed my kids. I do feel like the biggest "meanie" on the planet, and I can't figure out how I got here. I was coping. I was loving my kids. I fell in love. We're doing the best we can. Do you ever get absolution?

How many of you wake up one day wondering just how you got to this particular place in your life?

I've been there a few times myself. I used to travel a lot. I used to go to social events all over the U.S. I used to date famous people for crying out loud.

Now my day consists of work, laundry and an occasional phone call. But much like our commenter has pointed out, you wake up one day and feel like you've grown to a place of isolation and the people who once surrounded you, now run from you because you're the one with problems.

Advice, anyone?

Even if you don't have advice, perhaps you can join in to just share and lean.