It's a wonder how I used to analyze the reason I wasn't married yet. That was when I was still 24 years old or 25. I know I wasn't ready to get married then but I have always wondered why all my friends have settled down and I'm the only one left standing. When we were in college, my best friends would say that I would be the first person in the four of us who will get married.
And yes, I dreamed of it then. White picket fence, a town house, 2 kids, 2 cars, a loving husband.
But now, it seems like I am afraid to get married. When I think about it, I cringe. It seems... unappetizing.
I don't know what happened.
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