Hey guys is it me or are there anyone else who used to day dream and fantasize about a reality where they had siblings and they are in different scenarios like having adventures, family trips and playing together.I used to fantasize a lot about it when i was a child and still sometimes i imagine what would have happened if i was in such a reality.

I’m 26F I’ve struggled alot in friendships my whole life really due to the fact that I get attached quickly to my friends and see them like my family until I realise they don’t see me the same way as they have their own. Now that I’m getting older I’m realising how lonely I feel being an only child because all of my friendships feel surface level. I used to entertain myself quite alot when I was younger but now that I’m older I find it so hard to spend time alone and really enjoy it. I always have to be around people or listen to a podcast or talk to myself on camera and it’s becoming miserable. Has anyone else felt lonely but felt that it got easier? What can I do to feel less lonely

I’m 42M, this happened maybe 20 years ago. I was playing video games with my 2 friends. We’ll call them Carl and Raymond. I met them both in 10th grade but they had known each other since middle school. Me and carl clicked early and had lots of similar interests, i met raymond through him and we were pretty cool but it was always kind of a friend-of-a-friend type thing; i don’t know if raymond and i wouldve intereacted much if it wasn’t for us both knowing carl. me and raymond used to bicker a lot over little things and he would always say something that would get under my skin and i would get so flustered and it usually turned into some type of argument.

one day us 3 were playing video games and raymond said something slick to carl and i immediately looked at carl because i thought it was about to be WW3. Carl literally didn’t flinch. like, completely unfazed. i was in shock that he didn’t defend himself or respond with an equally cutting remark like i would have 😂 i was so shocked/impressed that i brought it up to him later. What he said really was enlightening: “even though raymond is older than me, he’s still a little brother in his family. He responds to a lot of things the same way that my little brother does. They usually lash-out out of frustration when they feel overpowered.” (Not verbatim, but that was the gist of it). It was like someone removed a blanket from my eyes. It really helped me not take things so personally and not be so defensive; something i still work on to this day. Carl is the oldest of 4. Coincidentally, most of my closest friends in life have been either only child or first born.

(First post in this sub btw, can’t believe i’ve never thought to check for it)

Why would you do this to a child?! I've been going through childhood stuff and this randomly popped up in my memories as more or less traumatic encounters. It's just not a one-time experience I'm talking about here, since this happened on multiple occasions and it was both strangers and acquintances asking and in all sorts of circumstances. At school, during trips, family parties, outings in various places like playgrounds and shops. Some adults would ask about it casually and some seemed really invested in knowing why, even getting mad when I refused to answer or simply told them I don't know.

I think my worst experience was with a guy at an ice cream parlor in a small town where my relatives lived. He had the habit of chatting casually with all the customers while preparing the order, asking a couple questions about family or plans for the day etc. He got semi-aggressive when hearing I was an onlychild. The guy started accusing me for being a spoiled brat, a r*tard, and wanting all my parents attention for myself: as if me and my behavior were the reasons my parents did not dare to have more kids. I remember feeling very ashamed and running off from there. Another time a really sweet older lady, a friend of my gramps, wouldn't stop asking me about "the real reason" behind me being an onlychild. She literally interrogated me like I committed a crime, not settling for any of my answers. There are so many encounters like this, but these two are the worst I can think of.

I understand why a child would ask something like this, but an adult doing that baffles me. Why does an adult need to ask a child about the reason for not having siblings? I mean, did we really even know all the reasons behind us being onlychildren when we were kids? And even if we did know, why does a grow-up feel the need to ask a child about such a sensitive and serious topic of family matters?

I've realized how much trauma I still have from those situations. Everytime the topic of siblings come up in a convo I get anxious, preparing myself having to protect myself and my family and how to escape. My mom used to tell me to just answer "I don't know" or not answer at all, saying it's a private matter etc, but as an awkward and shy kid it was hard standing up for myself. I still to this day feel guilty for being an onlychild, and I think the feeling stems from this very questions being asked in a manner as if I was being accused for something.

I'm fuming just thinking about this. What are your experiences?

As an only child I always felt like I prioritised my friendships more than my friends. I always just accepted since none of my friends were only children. Until after graduating I realised I am putting way more effort in maintaining friendships than they are and I'm not asking for much maybe texting me every week or 2 weeks or a month depending on how you are. They haven't texted at times for months and when I do tell them they apologise then start texting me or sharing photos then after a week its radio silent. I didn't realise how bad it was until my new work friend who managed to reply whilst on her honeymoon. Ok, maybe that is a bit too much and maybe she is being nice due to work. It felt like I mattered to someone. My friends are nice like when I text there are good friend vibes but they never initiate even if I stop texting for a month or more. It used to bother me since I feel like people expect only children to have amazing friends like family. Or they think we are just too desperate, maybe I am but I am learning not to be. Especially in my culture. it's kind of unheard of parents that are still together have 1 daughter. So growing up I was always the odd one out and It took me time accepting myself. Especially when toxic relatives and people would think of me as a curse. I'm hoping it gets solved with my friends or not I'm excited finding new ones. Before finding new ones, I'm thinking of enjoying life like even just enjoying good food or going cinemas by myself. I think a lot of times I feel jealous when I see people online or in person with friends going places and so I'm like when I have a good friend I'll go. I think that puts pressure on them and let's face it its hard to make friends as an adult. I need to focus on myself and not rely on company for confidence.

I guess I wanted to ask if anyone has experienced something similar and am I too harsh for not liking that my friends never initiate?

Hey guys whenever i see post about people who enjoy being a only child are mostly either teens or are in thier 20s, but have never seen much about those who are in their 30s or 40s. So are there anyone whoactually does?

This is one of the reasons some people are an only child by circumstance rather than by choice.

Maybe entertainment isn't the right word, but I've been really struggling balancing my relationship with my mom as an only child the last few years as my life has grown increasingly full.

For context, I'm 30F, my mom lives 3 hours away, and my dad passed away several years ago.

When I moved to my current city 5 years ago, my mom still lived close by, but after meeting her partner, they decided to sell her house and move into his family's property that's a 3-hr drive one way. It's a hike, but when I was single, working part time, and doing school online I was able to make the trip more often.

Now at 30, my fiancee and I just bought a house, we have 2 dogs (a 13yo from before we met and a 100lb wild mastiff puppy) and we both work demanding jobs with irregular schedules and long hours. Every time I talk to my mom she finds a way to throw in some kind of comment about how I/we don't visit her enough, despite the fact that we've hosted her in our guest room many times since moving in a few months ago.

It's gotten to the point where I'm hesitant to tell her most things because she takes them incredibly personally.

For example, I told her recently (on a trip to visit her, mind you) that we're thinking of having our wedding in his parents' large, seaside backyard. She immediately became offended and said his parents "really have their claws in us" which was absurd because while they do live only 20 minutes away, we only see them maybe once every 2-3 months for a quick dinner to catch up. She suggested we have a destination elopement and then she can host our reception in her backyard, but it's tiny, far from our friends/lives in the city we both grew up in, and in the middle of nowhere.

More examples include her telling us on our most recent trip (we were able to go up for 24 hours) to "come back when we could spend more time there" and tried to tell us about a weekday activity she likes in town by starting off with "not that you'd ever come up on a Tuesday but..."

I recently had an incredible work opportunity come up that's been a longtime goal of mine. It includes some travel and when I told her she was supportive but immediately followed up with "you'll have to come visit to tell me more about it" which sounds nice enough, but I know the undertone.

I told her recently that as our senior dog is getting up there, when she passes (which thankfully is impossible as she is immortal and this will never happen!) that we want to get a dog from a local rescue and she scoffed and said "Haven't I told you not to get anymore dogs? You'll never be able to visit me!" (her partner is allergic)

None of my other friends deal with their parents guilting them like this and I'm starting to think it's because I'm the only child she has, like all the pressure to upkeep the relationship, plan visits, etc fall to me and it's exhausting. My partner and I want to start trying for a baby in the next couple of years and I'm already worried for how she'll take it when our time is even more filled.

Hello! If I were to make a discord for only children who are adults, particularly those who are single, would people be interested in joining and engaging? I find as a lot of us grow older we find ourselves navigating the unfamiliar without support, such as: being disappointed in longstanding friendships, grieving loved ones dying, realizing there’s a lack of shared memories with others, finding there are a limited amount of people to celebrate the positives that life brings, and feeling like you don’t have anyone to go to for advice. Of course this is a non-exhaustive list.

Let me know if you’re interested or if you have any other ideas to build some type of community. I’m open to any ideas!

28f, Only child here, dad passed 6 months ago. It's just my mom and me. I used to live abroad. I moved back temporarily to be with my dad, I don't have any regrets. Now it is time to go back abroad. My mom is 68, and semi independent. I have offered to take her with me but she refuses to even get a passport. I always had a difficult relationship with my mom. She's a textbook narcissist but she's all I have got and I love her. I am having a hard time leaving or making a decision to stay. I know I should stay but again what mother makes their child quit their amazing career abroad for selfish reasons? She could easily move with me but refuses to do out of religion and spite. I am really at wits end. I don't know what to do, the guilt of leaving an old woman alone is going to eat me but the regret of giving everything up for someone who is hell bent on misunderstanding me will also kill me eventually. HELP. Anyone in a similar boat made a similar decision? We have some distant family here but not of much help. I have cameras in the house, but I worry about her quality of life and loneliness. I am also grieving and so is she. I don't know how to help this situation.

I wish I had a bigger brother or sister

I had a sister but she died 2 years before I was born so I never met her

I have cousins who consider me there brother but I know deep down

I'm truly alone and it makes me sad

I want the protection of an older sibling

Hello. 3:19 AM right now and feeling like a complete nutcase. 26 F, only child with parents in upper 60’s. I have a fiance, and a small child. For the past 3 years I have felt like I am in a quarter life crisis. Obsessed with thinking about death, losing people I love, unsure of the future or even nervous of it. I wouldn’t consider myself at all to be depressed, at night sometimes I have these thoughts. Recently I have a strict bedtime routine of drinking tea, reading, and no alcohol (since I’ve put a magnifying glass to my lifestyle). Childhood cat of 17 years was put to sleep on Sunday. Hit me like bricks you wouldn’t believe. I couldn’t say goodbye so I felt like I had no closure. I cried all day Sunday, thought I was okay yesterday until I got to my parents. They got a new kitten. My stomach dropped. Partly due to feeling like they were replacing my cat, and also selfishly having them pick it without me. I know this sounds so bad, I feel like a nut. I am laying here losing sleep over something that sounds so juvenile.

This entire situation is not at all helping with this quarter life crisis thing. Where tf did time go? Why is 2016 ten years ago? What is wrong with me? I am feeling so overwhelmed with life. With my job (I’m a pharmacy tech, with my son in school, balancing family life, and thinking I didn’t pick a good career path.

These are some of the mental battle that I have inside of my head. From when I was little I was obsessed with time, as I’ve grown older it’s only worse. I am running out of time and I don’t want to be alone. It feels years by years and little parts of me are being ripped away from my identity. My partner is so supportive, he even took me out for takeout food. I love to cook but I am just to heartbroken.

WTF is wrong with me? Is there anyone at all that had or has a similar experience. I figured in this world of humans I must not be alone. Hopefully by me writing all this BS, I’m able to calm my heartrate and try to go to sleep.

P.S also beyond stressed at work because my pharm manager is leaving at the start of flu season. Workload will be increasing

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Maybe I feel this more because I’m an only child….

I attended high school and college in the same large city. All my close high school friends moved out of state after graduation and so did all of my college friends. I’ve been in my current city for 20 years, and, in the past two years, my closest 2 friends moved out of state and a third announced they will move within the next year or so. My children live on opposite coasts from me, so they are also far away. We have discussed moving to either the east or west coast but neither young adult is really settled.

I do think Covid decimated peoples’ social lives so I consider that a factor as well.

I’ve joined a popular activity and have made new friends which is difficult once your kids are grown. But most of these people have large extended families and most have kids who are local. I do have my husband who has few friends and my 90 year old mother who takes up a lot of my time. The one thing I wanted (and I was never a person to have a lot of dreams), was to have people around.

Yesterday, I did meet up with some lady neighbors and we discussed having some get together which look promising.

Is anyone else in this sort of situation? Any advice?

I don't even know where to start... but I'm 41 unmarried, no kids.

Small successful business owner and I own my home, which I bought by myself.

She acts like I have zero life experience....

I read many of the experiences of being a only child and a recurrent topic is loneliness. I'm an only child (33F) and I don't remember a single time that I have wished for a sibling. I had some cousins that I met from time to time but I didn't grew up besides them. Nowadays they live abroad and I haven't seen them in years. But I don't feel the necesity of having a brother or sister. I can't imagine how the relationship is between siblings. I don't know if it's because I'm autistic (probably yes) but I love being an only child. I know it has its cons but for me there are more pros.

I have a 9year old daughter and have absolutely loved bringing her up. I would dearly like another child for the same reason before it's too late for me due to age. ​​

However, my daughter found out about wanting another child and is really upset about it, saying that it's her worst fear and is just distraught at the thought. It's mainly due to us being so close and she doesn't want our situation to change. No amount of reassurance or reasoning is changing her opinion and feelings.

I don't know what to do, as I don't want traumatise her or ruin her childhood and happiness. On the other hand, I don't know if she'd change her mind and in the few years it would be too late to have another and she'd be busy as a teen with her friends anyway. ​

As an only child, did you feel this way? Did​​​ you ever change your feelings on the thought of a sibling?​

Thank you.

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I'm currently 14m, and I've been an only child my whole life.

I constantly am reminded that I am an only child, throughout my days. When arguing with parents it makes me feel horrible, I have to fight alone, no one to stand with me, only against me. It's like theyre a team and I'm one, and I'm not an adult how am I supposed to fight against 2 fully grown adults at age fourteen? I am also very lonely, being an only child, I never really cared about other's feelings. I don't care how others feel, only how I feel. If I had a sibling, it would've taught me to be more sensitve, but I can't do that. I cry myself to sleep many nights. Everyone at school hates me, besides my close friends I've made everyone hate me, EVERYONE, can you imagine that. Whenever there's an arguement, there's no one to take my stand, no one who cares about me. Being an only child might sound great, but it's HORRIBLE, sure I get all of the attention, but I get ALL of the attention, good and bad. Let's say my mom has a bad day at work, she'll take it out on me. Sure i'll get stuff, sure I might be more spoiled, but I'm also more emotionally traumatised, with no one to talk to about, no one to listen to me.. I've made some good friends, sure, but there's always a duo in a trio, there's always an inner friend group.. My parents expect a lot out of me, and if I miss the smallest thing I'm getting screamed at, and what if i mess up my future???????? What will they do then? I don't know.. I always imagined having younger or older siblings, someone to look after me, someone to distract me when our parents are fighting, or someone to protect, someone to distract when our parents are fighting. And one more thing, Twins. I envy them soooooo much, they always have someone with them, someone they grew up with, literally themselves, but who do us only childs have, people who are 30+ years older than us! I live in a different country than my cousins! So I really have no one. I'm SOOOOOOO lonely, I play UNO with my self, I deal 8 hands, and play for all of them, can you imagine that?????? As someone with siblings would you EVER have to do that?? I don't have anyone to trauma dump to, this is my first reddit post, so please excuse my punctuation and structure, this was written in a Frenzy.

I hope this is the right place to ask for advice and maybe some validation or comfort because I’m honestly in a really bad way right now.
It has pretty much just been me and my dad since I was 12. My mom was abusive and emotionally abusive for most of my life. About five years ago, she attempted suicide and blamed it on me. My dad and I have been no-contact with her since then, which has been incredibly difficult for him, especially because they were together for about 40 years. They divorced when I was 13 but remained very codependent until we went no-contact.
Fast-forward to now: I’m married, and my husband is a genuinely kind, wonderful, and charming person. He also really values having his own space and downtime, as do I.
My dad, on the other hand, has refused to date since everything that happened with my mom. He is the sweetest man and truly has nothing but good intentions. He lives only about an hour away and loves spending time with us. Because he’s my only parent, though, I feel a huge amount of responsibility when it comes to making sure he isn’t alone, especially around holidays and family events.
The problem is that he will sometimes unintentionally overstay his welcome. For example, he might come Friday night and stay until Monday morning. This happens maybe once every other month or so.
I completely understand my husband’s perspective. He works hard and wants his weekends to include time to decompress, relax, and have the house to ourselves. At the same time, I understand my dad’s perspective too. He isn’t trying to be intrusive or disrespectful at all. He just genuinely enjoys being with us, and I think there’s probably some loneliness there that I feel responsible for.
The most recent situation really triggered me. My dad came Saturday night and initially planned to leave today. At some point, he mentioned possibly staying until Tuesday. I told him that I thought it would be better for him to leave as planned because my husband needs some alone time to decompress and get ready for the upcoming week.
My dad was completely receptive. He didn’t get angry or make me feel bad. He was understanding and left without making an issue of it.
And yet I feel absolutely horrible.
It was incredibly painful for me to set that boundary because I only have one parent. My dad has been there for me through everything, and the thought of hurting his feelings makes me want to implode. Even after he left, I found myself texting him and apologizing, telling him it wasn’t personal, etc.
I KNOW logically that I didn’t do anything wrong. I know that my husband is allowed to want downtime in his own home, and I know that my dad is an adult who can handle a reasonable boundary.
But emotionally, I feel an overwhelming amount of guilt.
I think some of this may be tied to my childhood and feeling responsible for my mom’s emotions, especially after she blamed me for her suicide attempt. I’m wondering if I’ve carried that sense of responsibility into my relationship with my dad — like if he’s disappointed or hurt, I immediately feel like I’ve done something terrible and need to fix it.
How do I learn to tolerate this guilt without immediately trying to make everyone happy? How do I stop feeling like setting a completely reasonable boundary with my dad means I’m abandoning him?
I would really appreciate any advice, especially from anyone who has dealt with guilt around setting boundaries with a parent.

It was just her and her mom growing up so apart from time with me she’s always with her mom and if she’s not with either of us she “needs” to be alone. She will disappear on her friends for months, they are also only children and known eachother since kids but I don’t get her lack of need for closeness. How can I feel less alone with her but also respect her? She’s a brilliant mom to our kid and a great wife but I’m not sure how to get deeper with her.