I don’t know what to do. sometimes, (or a lot of the time? I don’t really know because I actively try not to think about it) I really wish I were single. If I were single I could do what I wanted all the time, I could change my mind at the last second, not eat dinner or eat dinner really late or really early, or whatever. I could do all those things without feeling guilty, without feeling pressures, without having expectations of me. I wouldn’t have to deal with your hypocrisy. I think I might hate you for how you make be feel every day.
But it’s too late, it’s been 5 years I’m too old to find someone new and have kids. I don’t want to be pregnant in my 40s