When the kids left to be on their own, I couldn't bring myself to trying out new experiences. Though a few friends in a similar predicament found new ways to get over this feeling, I kept telling them that 'my hobbies were my kids.' I realized that I was actually angry at myself and the situation I had found myself in, without realizing that it was doing more harm than good.
My husband laughs out loud every time he recounts those moments.