My eggs are dying. If I am planning on being married and having my first child by 30 I should have met my future husband by now. If I want to go travelling for three years I need to leave now otherwise I’m 27 and back at square one when I return; plus, if I don’t have a significant other by then I’m really pushing it for marriage and kids. I can’t quit my job to travel before I have more than 2 years of experience otherwise how am I going to build a career when I’m back.
These are a weekly cycle of thoughts that run through my head – sometimes in that order, sometimes all at once so fast and so loud I feel like I’m going nuts.