I can feel my slump beginning to start building momentum right now and
it is throwing up some nasty feelings and questions for me.
Is it possible for a man to undergo more than one mid-life crisis? I really am interested to know the answer to
that one because part of my current problem lies in the old clichéd situation
of a middle-aged man trying to recapture some kind of lost youth by finding
himself attracted to a younger woman who is completely unobtainable for more
reasons than I can be bothered to go into here.
I call it a mid-life crisis but I’m hoping beyond hope that it’s more
like a close-to-the-end-of-life crisis but that doesn’t change the nature of
the problem.
With my marriage irretrievably ended, I find myself looking for love
again but still in the unenviable situation of still being technically married
as I haven’t got the money together for the divorce. I wasn’t very good at meeting women when I
was single and was at least a very low grade catch but now I’m even less of a
catch than I was back then. I’m older,
have fewer prospects than a snowball in Hell and I’m overweight – hardly the
ideal recipe for someone looking for a relationship. Add to that mix the fact that I am an
emotional cripple with depression and I may as well castrate myself now.
I have been reduced to posting adverts on Craigslist looking for
whatever I can get in terms of some kind of relationship and even that isn’t
going well. All I seem to do is attract
women from Eastern Europe looking to con me out of what money they believe
someone from the UK and of my age should possess. I suppose I should feel lucky that they at
least make me feel wanted for a while and I do end up with some nice photos but
it isn’t doing my self-esteem any good when they eventually ‘dump’ me.
The coming festivities aren’t helping much either. Everywhere, Christmas decorations are going
up and there is the constant presence of Christmas creeping into everyday life
from shops playing Christmas music to Christmas movies being shown on TV. What about those of us who don’t want to be
reminded of the bloody time of year? It’s
at times like these that I really empathise with non-Christians as the shops
and the media ram the Christian holiday down our throats without a thought to
how it might make us feel.
So what do I do now? How can I
handle a new mid-life crisis, the hopeless search for love and Christmas all at
the same time? I’m getting desperately
miserable and don’t know where to turn.
Any suggestions from my faithful readers would be gratefully received.