Went from 'freedom' to 'I panic when I'm alone'
This is probably weird to admit but when I get a rare evening to myself now I kind of hate it. Used to dream about having the house to myself, just me and whatever I wanted. Now when my wife takes the kids somewhere I get anxious after like an hour. Feel like I'm missing something or someone needs me. I've become someone's whole world and now I can't function without that responsibility. Miss the independence I guess but gained something that actually matters.
Man, I feel this in my soul. My weekends alone used to be the dream, now I'm scrolling my phone at 8pm wondering what the kids are doing. It's wild how fast that shift happens.