I wanted to be childfree, but lockdown robbed me of my last chance. Now I’m mourning the children I’ll never have

I’m pre-menstrual and stuck on my own in lockdown. You’d better not come within two metres of me.

Being on my own in lockdown is lonely enough without my hormones making it so much worse – but in the last fortnight I’ve realised it’s something else that’s making this period of isolation really difficult: I’m 45 and I have no children.