Dear Dorothy Dix. :D
No seriously, I have a bit of a problem and as Paul Hogan said in Crocodile Dundee, "What does he go to a shrink for, hasn't he got any mates?"
I've been retired, for several reasons, for two months now and over the past few weeks I have developed this underlying vague feeling of guilt for not going to work. It's a bit of a worry.
Has this happened to any of you, and if so how did you overcome/cope with it.
I'm 61, have worked since I was 15, own everything and don't owe a cent to anybody. Have a fabulous relationship with SWMBO and apart from this "problem" I don't have a worry in the world.
I have always been a bit down on "Bludgers" and am wondering if I am subconsciously putting myself in that same category.
All advice, sensible, humourous, crazy, or insulting, will be welcomed.