My husband is a keen amateur photographer, he also loves playing and watching various sports. He's very active will happily go off doing his own thing..
When asked in an interview to tell them something about me and what I like to do I could only answer my husband and daughter are my world..
Yes this may sound lovely but it asks the question who am I?! I have no hobbies, nothing I like to do, and no time in which to do it. Since I was young I have given up on everything I've ever tried to do, trumpet, gymnastics, dance, acting, drawing, painting. I even gave up my dream job due to this damn anxiety and depression.
I feel so angry with myself sometimes like what is the point of my existence?! I do nothing to make me happy and then moan about it.. what's the point?!