I don’t know how much more I can take. 35, no great love story or children.
This year I’ve congratulated another six friends on births and pregnancies. I’ve help organise two hen dos and a wedding. I’ve spent god knows how much on continual pregnancy announcements and engagements at work.
I used to be the life and soul and be so happy for those around me. I’m just bitter now.
Why have I never had the scan photo announcement, the wedding, the engagement, the shared home? ANY one of these things.
I’m so unhappy today and feel like I am destined for a life of loneliness.