I chose not to have kids and this weekend I'm having a bit of a blip about it not because I think that was wrong but because I think I'd feel less scared sometimes if I had a big tribe of my own to swim with me.
Looking at photos from ten years ago and thinking if I'd chosen differently I could be a parent of 2 by now with days too busy for silly nebulous fearfulness like this.
My aibu is aibu for being so sad and scared for the future with no particular reason for it.
Life can be scary, can't it.