don't have a boyfriend or any kind of savings :/
I go to sleep, wake up after an hour with a jolt thinking about this sad state of affairs. I drift back asleep and then am awake again by 5am.
I was in a 6 year relationship with someone I met at uni, he was a "nice guy" who would do anything for his friends/family but not for me- I knew I could never bring up moving in together or getting married. He was from a very well off catholic family who welcomed me and I genuinely still miss now.
He kissed a girl while on holiday, and would flirt heavily with others and message them. I'm really embarrassed that I didn't end the relationship, and in the end he broke up with me. Two weeks later he was in a new relationship with a 21-year old catholic girl, and they apparently had a beautiful wedding at the dorchester. We have so many mutual friends it's been almost impossible to not hear the details about his life agh.
During our relationship I randomly developed vulvodynia (unexplained pain in vulval area without a specific cause), this was a major factor in the breakdown of our relationship and I felt extremely pressured in having penetrative sex. We went on break because of this, and getting back together I felt that painful sex was a price I had to pay for being with him. I am actually cringing as I type this as I know how it must read. It has been three years and nothing seems to be helping it, and I don't see how I can go into a relationship. I have a close group of friends who know I go on dates and assume I'm just very very picky when it comes to men. It's ridiculous that I have no issue talking about sex but am to ashamed to admit I can't have it.
I chose to do a PhD in ALS genetics which I love (and fortunately should be able to get a job within my department when I finish) but obviously the trade off is very low pay. All my salary goes on rent/bills and the occasional fun night out. I'll never get out of the vicious renting cycle and terrified I'll never own my own property.
I feel like there are no nice men left. All my friends are in relationships, and I feel like no one understands what it's like to go sleep every night alone with no one to share this deep sense of impending doom. My mum keeps reminding me about how I'll be 30 soon as if I'm not already very much aware..