Hello again,
I live in Metro Atlanta, GA. I feel so alone most days, even though I am married with two beautiful daughters. My husband would love to think that he is supportive, but he is only to a point. He wants to move back to CA and I would rather live on Saturn. His family of origin is troubled but at least he had a grandmother who he knew loved him and relationships with cousins who he felt accepted by. I just didn't. In my childhood, I was riddled with developmental difficulties - ADHD, learning challenges/impulsivity. There was horrible emotional and mental abuse - both from my mother and father as well as extended family members. My husband either swims in the river of denial or he has somehow been able to avoid the psychological landmines that I had scattered around my childhood, adolescence and early adulthood.
I know that I would be a good friend, but at 58 years of age, I just don't have any. I know that I am a kind and supportive person, but try as I might, I just cannot find anyone like that for myself.
Is it kosher to ask about possible meetups? It seems like so many of us share the same type of narrative. Maybe there is room for friendship?
Thanks for reading,
Caligal22
I live in Metro Atlanta, GA. I feel so alone most days, even though I am married with two beautiful daughters. My husband would love to think that he is supportive, but he is only to a point. He wants to move back to CA and I would rather live on Saturn. His family of origin is troubled but at least he had a grandmother who he knew loved him and relationships with cousins who he felt accepted by. I just didn't. In my childhood, I was riddled with developmental difficulties - ADHD, learning challenges/impulsivity. There was horrible emotional and mental abuse - both from my mother and father as well as extended family members. My husband either swims in the river of denial or he has somehow been able to avoid the psychological landmines that I had scattered around my childhood, adolescence and early adulthood.
I know that I would be a good friend, but at 58 years of age, I just don't have any. I know that I am a kind and supportive person, but try as I might, I just cannot find anyone like that for myself.
Is it kosher to ask about possible meetups? It seems like so many of us share the same type of narrative. Maybe there is room for friendship?
Thanks for reading,
Caligal22