When I was in my teens and twenties I would live for the weekends. Me and friends would hang out (all day sometimes). We would go out to nightclubs. It was a blast. True I always had emotional issues due to my traumatic childhood, but I still had those weekends to look forward to!

Then I turned 30... All of my friends paired up with someone, got married, had kids, moved away. My existing emotional problems kept me from having a family of my own. Now I dread the weekends. Just the thought of a long three day weekend sends a wave of dispair through my entire body. I try to keep busy, I exercise every day, run errands, volunteer my free time, I spend sundays meditating with monks.

But I still dread those weekends. I have been reading a book on CBT so hopefully that will help me.

Am I alone in dreading weekends?