I never imagined life would look like this. At my age, I thought I’d be comfortable, maybe retired, maybe even traveling the world with someone I love. Instead, I’m still hustling. Two jobs just to keep the bills paid. Some days I feel exhausted down to my bones. And honestly, there are moments when the shame creeps in—like I failed to figure out how to live ‘the right way.’
I see people around me who seem settled: houses paid off, partners by their side, children grown and thriving. Meanwhile, I’m still trying to balance the basics—keeping my home in order, managing money, taking care of myself. Sometimes I feel like a beginner in a world where everyone else has graduated. It’s lonely. And that loneliness hurts more than the financial struggle.
For years I hid it. I smiled, I pretended, I played the role of someone who had it together. I thought if people knew the truth, they’d see me as incapable, or worse, pathetic. But then something surprising happened: the more I started sharing, the more I realized people weren’t judging me at all. They listened. They related. Some even said, ‘Me too.’ And little by little, the shame began to fade.
And here’s the part I never thought I’d say out loud: after all this, I don’t just want stability. I want love. Real love. The kind that shows up even when life is messy. I used to believe it was too late for me—that love belonged to the young, to the ones with perfect lives and perfect plans. But I was wrong.
Because what I’ve learned is this: it’s never too late to open your heart. After surviving everything I’ve been through, the most unexpected desire I have now… is to finally find someone who will love me, just as I am
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