I'm So Lonely Without My Old Friends.I'm 56 year old lonely lady. I moved from Canberra to the Gold Coast over a year ago and still haven't been able to make friends. It seems everyone in the area are all young and working. I'm retired. I moved here to be closer to my sons and grandson and thought life would be wonderful. Well, my daughter inlaw caused so much trouble that one son hasn't talked to me in over 3 months and I haven't been able to see my 3 year old grandson because of her. My other son is wonderful but works hard and I can't expect him to be with me all the time. He has a wonderful partner who I think the world of and is just lovely to me, but I need friends my own age.
I had a nice home, security and a great circle of friends but once I moved away they seemed to have forgotten me although I phone and write to them regulary. They never phone or write me back even though we had been friends for over 20 years. Our children all grew up together and we spent many wonderful times together but now it's like I don't exist anymore. I have a wonderful partner but he works so I'm on my own most of the time with just my cat for company. I crave interaction with friends as I'm a sociable person.
I joined a church group here and thought this would be the answer but alas I didn't seem to fit in with them as they were all over the age of 70 and I don't consider myself old by any means. As a matter of fact I'm quite young at heart for my age. Life really seems to be not worth living sometimes and lately I've thought of just giving up all together. I imagined life here was going to be wonderful. I'd be with my family and enjoy being a grandma but the total opposite has happened even though my sons nagged me for 2 years to move here. Now I feel like I have nothing to live for anymore. To make matters worse, my mother told me that my son, his wife and my grandson are moving 2500 kilometres away across the other side of Australia. I gave up everything to be near them, then got totally shut out, and then they move away. How am I supposed to deal with all these painful feelings?
Am I feeling sorry for myself? possibly, but I have lost the confidence, and willpower to make any effort in case it all blows up in my face again. I've closed off a part of my heart to everyone now just so I don't get hurt again. Am I wrong to feel this way? The last 6 months have been a living hell of hurt after hurt and I just can't cope with anymore.