Your life may not look the way you thought it would, writes advice columnist Eleanor Gordon-Smith, but whatever happens it can still be rich and fulfilling
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I am in my early 30s, unmarried, and increasingly afraid that I may have missed my chance at the life I’ve always imagined. For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted children and a loving partnership that embodies safety, warmth and a shared sense of joy in living. But lately, that future feels more like a fantasy than a possibility.
Many of my closest friends are in similar positions, yet one friend is happily married with her first child and already planning a second. Watching the tenderness and stability in her marriage is both beautiful and painful. Her husband embodies so many of the qualities I long for in a partner, and I find myself wondering whether that kind of love is something I will ever experience, or whether it simply isn’t meant for me.
I worry that it may be too late, that all the “good ones” are already taken. I spent much of my 20s with someone I now realise I never truly loved and whose life no longer aligns with mine. I can’t help but feel I’ve wasted precious time. On top of this, I struggle to keep my heart open. I want to fall in love, but I also feel guarded, uncertain and disconnected from the hope that it could still happen.
