I’m just musing and feeling kind of sad I guess about choices I made a few years ago. I’m in an ok position in that I’m not married and have no kids and still free to make life my own but also feeling very much like opportunity doesn’t knock twice.
A few years ago I met a guy and I was so sad and still in love with a previous long term relationship that hadn’t worked out that I never was able to throw myself whole heartedly into the relationship.
The second guy was passionate and fiery but maybe less reliable? I don’t know I never have him much of a chance and I was scared to break the ties from my first relationship where he was lovely kind generous but he didn’t really want the whole hog with me i guess. I don’t know I sort of settled because he was stable and financially provided for me and I did love him and wanted it to work. Now years on and I realise that I was slowly dying inside.
But I had a very unstable childhood, no family and very precarious work which looks even more precarious now.
Is it stupid to marry for stability and security? I’m so confused I just don’t know anymore.