Dear God, It’s happening. I am nearly 28, and not married.
No, I am not a single, independent, childless woman. I am in a relationship with a man I love immensely, who doesn’t want to marry me.
We have all the characteristics of a family enjoying married life. We have been together for nearly six years, we have a child and share finances.
But the niggling won’t go away.
I have dreamed about getting married ever since I had my first crush. What the fuck does ‘not believing in marriage’ mean anyway?
Is it because I find it hilarious to fart in bed and air the doona? Sure, yes it is childish.
Please Kasey Chambers, get out of my head! I am sure I’m not pretty enough, I am probably too outspoken and yes, I think I cry too much.
I am good enough to bear his child, but just not good enough to marry?