Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Two sides to everyone coin OP - don't be this woman:


Laughing and dancing with my fiance at our engagement party, I thought I might actually burst with happiness.

Surrounded by our family and friends, I looked at Matthew and felt certain I had met the man I was going to spend the rest of my life with.

Quite simply, he was my soulmate.

We were desperately in love and had our future life together mapped out.

First we would save to buy our own home, then would come a romantic wedding ceremony and children would follow.

It all seemed so simple to my naïve, 19-year-old self. I was, I smugly told myself, the girl who had it all.

So why, 20 years later, do I find myself single, childless and tormented by the fact that I have thrown away the only true chance of happiness I ever had?
Eight years after that wonderful engagement party in 1989, I walked away from dear, devoted, loyal Matthew, convinced that somewhere out there, a better, more exciting, more fulfilling life awaited me.
Only there wasn't.

Now I am 42 and have all the trappings of success - a high-flying career, financial security and a home in the heart of London's trendy Notting Hill. But I don't have the one thing I crave more than anything: a loving husband and family.
You see, I never did find another man who offered everything Matthew did, who understood me and loved me like he did. Someone who was my best friend as well as my lover.

Today, seeing friends with their children around them tortures me, as I know I am unlikely ever to have a family of my own. I think about the times Matthew and I talked about having children, even discussing the names we would choose. I cannot believe I turned my back on so much happiness.Instead, here I am back on the singles market, looking for the very thing I discarded with barely a backward glance all those years ago.

I know I can't have Matthew back, and it hurts when I hear snippets of information about his life and how content he is. Fifteen years after I ended our relationship, he is happily married.

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2263518/I-left-love-life-I-thought-I-better-Now-Im-childless-42.html

Can you imagine if she stayed with Matthew, bore children and became a SAHM? Her article would be about her oppressed life in some UK village and how she thinks about what could have been if she hadn't been trapped...I think people will always find something to complain about. Dissatisfaction is part of the human condition.

Anonymous wrote:Two sides to everyone coin OP - don't be this woman:


Laughing and dancing with my fiance at our engagement party, I thought I might actually burst with happiness.

Surrounded by our family and friends, I looked at Matthew and felt certain I had met the man I was going to spend the rest of my life with.

Quite simply, he was my soulmate.

We were desperately in love and had our future life together mapped out.

First we would save to buy our own home, then would come a romantic wedding ceremony and children would follow.

It all seemed so simple to my naïve, 19-year-old self. I was, I smugly told myself, the girl who had it all.

So why, 20 years later, do I find myself single, childless and tormented by the fact that I have thrown away the only true chance of happiness I ever had?
Eight years after that wonderful engagement party in 1989, I walked away from dear, devoted, loyal Matthew, convinced that somewhere out there, a better, more exciting, more fulfilling life awaited me.
Only there wasn't.

Now I am 42 and have all the trappings of success - a high-flying career, financial security and a home in the heart of London's trendy Notting Hill. But I don't have the one thing I crave more than anything: a loving husband and family.
You see, I never did find another man who offered everything Matthew did, who understood me and loved me like he did. Someone who was my best friend as well as my lover.

Today, seeing friends with their children around them tortures me, as I know I am unlikely ever to have a family of my own. I think about the times Matthew and I talked about having children, even discussing the names we would choose. I cannot believe I turned my back on so much happiness.Instead, here I am back on the singles market, looking for the very thing I discarded with barely a backward glance all those years ago.

I know I can't have Matthew back, and it hurts when I hear snippets of information about his life and how content he is. Fifteen years after I ended our relationship, he is happily married.

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2263518/I-left-love-life-I-thought-I-better-Now-Im-childless-42.html

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:You know what he’s thinking — could’ve married my much nicer high school girlfriend from my hometown who is a teacher/nurse now who’d be supporting my career and we’d have a REAL marriage. Instead I’m spending another Sat night at dinner at Trip Thurston’s house where he’ll insufferably brag about his wine collection for hours but my wife thinks it’s soooo important to be impressing his well connected family.

This.

And I'd be embarrassed to tell anyone I worked for the World Bank, or that I was a globalist. I'd be afraid they'd pepper spray me.

Anonymous wrote:I work at NASA, know many people at USAID and World Bank... how is this at all impressive? Most are just Bureaucrats, except many at World Bank are foreign nationals who come from connected families — they aren’t that impressive, though perhaps their parents are.

None of these people are making millions.

Anonymous wrote:You know what he’s thinking — could’ve married my much nicer high school girlfriend from my hometown who is a teacher/nurse now who’d be supporting my career and we’d have a REAL marriage. Instead I’m spending another Sat night at dinner at Trip Thurston’s house where he’ll insufferably brag about his wine collection for hours but my wife thinks it’s soooo important to be impressing his well connected family.

Anonymous wrote:I don’t know. My husband is a kind and decent man. But he is very ordinary. He has a boring middle manager job and lives a very ordinary life with middle/ lower middle class people. He’s just an average Joe.

I notice my social circle pairing up and it’s obvious that I have “married down.” None of my friends have anything in common with my husband. We’re all globalists and enjoy the finer things in life and he is very simple. We all have interesting careers at World Bank, NASA and USAID etc... my husband is at a small company and has no greater ambitions.

I was attracted to him because he is so nice and kind. But I’m sick of everyone looking down at him and his “redneck” ways and feel embarrassed.

I feel awful. I love him dearly but can’t help but feel annoyed that no one seems to appreciate him or be impressed by him.