I feel bad because I want to be happy for all of these incredibly lucky ladies who are getting engaged and having babies but it's really hard for me because it breaks my heart. It feels stupid to say it, but I got engaged when I was 18 (I'm sure it works for some people but I was far too young) and he ended the engagement 3 weeks before our wedding. This 4th of July would have been our 9th wedding anniversary. I've gotten over him, but every year that goes by that I'm still so far from starting my family, my heart breaks a little more.

He told me I was pressuring him and he wasn't ready for a family, even though I wanted to wait another year for the wedding and he's the one who pushed the date up. And less than a year after we split up, he got someone else pregnant. He was starting the family I was supposed to have.

Now I'm 28 years old and I've been through numerous failed relationships and I'm so worried that I'll never find Mr Right and have my family. It'll just be me and my cats. Not that I don't love my cats...