Right, OK, I'm getting somewhere.
Had an hour or so tonight where I was tearful, down and upset (time of the month has just started so I KNOW it's hormones going mad!) all because my lovely friend text me announcing her 2nd pregnancy.
I am over the moon for her, her DS is absolutely lovely and she's a great friend and a fab mum. But, it got me thinking about how much I want a family, and to leave the family home and be all independent, and how I'm a couple of years away from that because I'm re-training and currently not working.
Anyway, I sat and went through all the good things in my life, and I've realised that actually, I might still be upset if I had the house, the partner, the children and the job. I'm 24, I've got aaaaaaages to have a family and find someone, and if I don't find someone, there's fostering and adoption.
I realised (this will give me away, or at least the charity support group I use) feelings aren't always facts.
I am actually a lot happier now. I did it, I got through a low point using the new tools I'm learning. I should be proud of that, shouldn't I?