Image via iStock. By Leah Campbell for YourTango.
I woke up one day and realised that everyone around me had settled down and gotten married.
I was never one of those girls who dreamed about her wedding day. I always assumed it would happen eventually, but it certainly wasn’t a big life priority of mine.
I had other things I wanted to accomplish: Places I wanted to see, goals I wanted to achieve, and a long list of boys (and men) who I knew had no long-term potential, but who I wanted to make out with anyway.
And then, I woke up one day and realised that everyone around me had settled down and gotten married — while I was 32 years old and had never been in a relationship lasting longer than six months.
Oops. I missed my soul mate window.
I'm not sure how this snuck up on me. But the truth is, I wasn't even kind of open to anything real until my mid-twenties.
While all my friends were experiencing their first loves (and heartbreaks) in their teen years, I was chasing after my best guy friend and intentionally dating boys I knew were assh*les, mostly because I felt like they required a whole lot less of me than a real relationship ever would.
I was 25 before I ever really fell in love, and my lack of relationship experience meant that pairing was pretty much doomed from the start.
The first one was eight years older than me and had a divorce and two kids under his belt already. We were just at different life stages, going into a relationship with a completely different understanding of what being in a relationship meant.
I'm the first to admit I screwed that one up. I had no idea how to fight in a relationship. No idea how to make up. No idea how to take these two separate personalities and make them work together.