I split from my ex quite a few months back, we're on good terms but entirely platonic. I am enjoying the odd bit of casual dating and very happy to not be involved in anything serious. I have great friends, a stressful but fulfilling career etc.
But ugh Christmas. I'm almost 29 and back with my family over Christmas. I love them dearly and it's great, we always have fun and I know I'm luckier than many people. But I thought by this age I would have my own serious partner, ideally my own family. I feel like I'm in some sort of suspended adulthood. Am I totally pathetic?