Manderley, I'm so glad you're back with everyone. You sound a bit more positive now. I must confess I'm in a similar position to you in that whenever I leave the parental home I live on my own and am used to having my own little world I suppose. Sadly, when I contracted ME last year I had to sell my house and move back in with my folks. Over a year on and I'm starting to feel a bit more human and wondering what on earth I'm going to do with my life. Like you, I have animals for company...but mine come in the form of two beautiful Italian Greyhounds!
I've found that the best way to go about things is to take a day at a time...to think beyond that is a bit scary! A few years ago my sister gave me some "worry people". These are tiny little people who live in a bag and you tell them your worries before you go to bed...and then tuck them under your pillow...and they take your worries away for you. Wouldn't it be great if that really worked...well, maybe it does
By the way, I'm very impressed with your English. I wish my French was as good as that!