Venting here, to get it off my chest, although I'm not even entirely sure where I'm going with this.
My mum wrote to me that a girl I was close friends with in my childhood and whose parents were the best friends of my parents is pregnant. I don't have contact with her anymore, but, good for her, I hope the baby and her a doing well and all that.
I never particularly wanted children myself, I have the odd thought of "if I had a kid, then..." but I never really longed to have them myself. Nevertheless, that news from my mum once more led to a ton of overthinking:
I'm 32, and I've been with my boyfriend for 15 years (he's 31). We're not married, we joke about doing it sometimes, but never really do it. Secretly, I'd kind of like to, but I also know that a lot of that is mostly to get people to recognize that my relationship is just as secure and stable as one with a signature is, but admittedly, it feels like a milestone not hit.
We live in a very nice rented flat, but I would like to buy a home. We live in an expensive city and since both of us work from home 100%, we need a bit of space to just do that, so a house in an area we'd like to live in would be quite dear. Again, it feels like we should have gotten around to doing that but haven't.
We are both in very very good careers, but especially mine has been demanding. I'm changing jobs now, I was with a high profile company with a "cool job" and a good wage, but the price definitely was that outside of my boyfriend, I don't actually have friends aside from one person in this city, I simply worked too much, silly hours and being introverted and likely having some mild form of social anxiety/insecurity didn't help to get out.
I didn't have a great time in school for a few years as I was bullied (never severely, but it left marks nevertheless) and some part of me wants to "show them". I don't even have any contact with these people but it somehow drives me. Those few years sadly also made me more introverted (or what I think is introversion for me) than what is probably healthy as I dig into things I'm invested in. I took my studies seriously and when I landed my job and it became very time-intensive, I gladly jumped into that as well, leading to the effect that I barely spared the few friends I had from uni a thought.
Looking around the people I went to school/uni with, many of them are married with kids and houses, while I have a career I'm admittedly really proud of, but can't help but feel like I'm not hitting those "adult milestones". And any time I get news like "xy is married" or "z bought a house" it really gets my overthinking tendencies into overdrive. I think a lot of that is truly coming from internalized thinking that you ought to get some stuff done by the age you're X and that it's just the "norm" or whatever. But even dissecting it myself in that way doesn't kill the feeling.