I'm not going to lie; it does give me pressure, especially when those questions come from my mom. I used to want to be married at 25, have kids and live a happy life, it just didn't turn out that way. Not sure why my life always seems more complicated than normal.
I might look free and happy, travelling the world, going to places that people have never been, hiking alone in the mountains, competing in races, but I think maybe all that made me lonelier. I find it harder and harder to find someone to relate to. For the past two years, I just feel like series of bad things keep happening to me, one after the other, and I keep meeting people that are inappropriate for me. It makes me want to hide and to retreat.
Of course I want to find someone too, but as I get older, I start to wonder why. When was the last time being with someone made me happy? I can't seem to remember. Then I wonder, when was last time being with someone made me sad...
Life hasn't been kind to me lately.