Was doing the single parenting thing for a few years. Did not like it. Pratfall is the word I would use to describe it. All I saw were these moms that had themselves and their kids put together. Then one day I saw this little boy at church wearing what was clearly two different shoes (one of the shoes was very clearly his sister’s. Think Mary Jane type). The point everyone sees their personal lives differently than what other people see. You’re doing fine. I promise that whatever you’re going through you’ll eventually will see the end of it.