I’ve been trying for weeks to write something, but I just don’t have it in me at all just now.
It seems that whatever skill I had for writing is dormant at the moment. It’s still in there somewhere because I have still been getting ideas of things I would like to write, but when I sit down to try and write something, nothing comes out.
I know it’s in there somewhere because I can still write some poetry (although I’m still not convinced it’s any good) so here I sit drawing a blank.
I think the reason for this is because I am utterly exhausted, I have got no time to myself, and now that I am full-time stay at home dad I have no one to talk to all day except the baby, and I feel like I’m losing myself, losing my identity.
Every moment is about her, I don’t regret it, I don’t grudge it, I love her more than anything, but I am losing myself. Especially when we are up in the middle of the night.
I am guessing that this is probably something, in this particular situation, has affected woman more than men as they are the ones who, generally, take care of the children. Before anyone gets upset, I am not saying this in any derogatory way it’s just stating a general fact.
I would like to thank Cyranny for the random conversations we have had in the middle of the night via the comments they have helped me stay slightly sane.
But over all, I feel like my brain has gone dormant and I have no control over this, I can’t write anymore.
Has anyone else experienced this “loss of self” or is it just me?