I’m so fucking fed up. I’m mid 30s. Had a couple of good relationships, some absolutely terrible ones.
I’m fucking sick of celebrating other people. My sister has the whole family set up, nice home, been with DH for ten years. I’m sick of forking out for cards for engagements, buying homes, having family, anniversaries, hen do, wedding. I’m fucking sick of it. And she’s my sister so you can imagine how I feel
about friends and colleagues 
I hate that I have to struggle with building diy on my own. That I have to go to a garage on my own and have no partner to check the car with me when something has gone wrong. I hate that when the boiler goes I’m on my own financially and also literally in a freezing cold house. I hate that I can’t spilt the bills. I hate that my bed is always empty.
I hate the the house is often a mess because I can go entire weeks and weekends without seeing anyone.
I hate having to put on a brave face when people joke about hurrying up to find someone. (I’m fucking trying).
I hate dating. I hate having to chat to people I will never speak to again from online. I’m exhausted by it.
I’m sad that even if I did meet someone now, they’ve missed out on a massive part of my life already.
I hate that I will suddenly cry without warning because it hits me in a supermarket or in a restaurant that I’m always the one tagging on to another family. I don’t have my own.
I wake up in the night often and feel sick and scared and alone that I could be here in ten years.
I’m not depressed. I don’t want a family alone. I know there’s lots of the above that impact people who are married or settled down. I know some people are unhappily married. None of that makes me feel better. I’m still sad I’m alone.
Wow. Feel better after that!