I’m 36, and exactly one month ago today I got married to my amazing husband who I met when I was 30 years old. Neither of us want children, and although it was more me who wanted to get married, he loves me and we are both really happy to be wed. I wasted most of my 20s on and off on a commitment phobic bloke who was never actually going to be a partner and had been single for quite a few years before meeting my SO. More than once, I wondered if that was going to be it for me - one big dead end relationship and a smattering of dates every now and then. I did all the things - enjoyed my independence, developed a home and lifestyle I enjoyed that didn’t rely on another person but still WANTED to find someone. There is nothing wrong with that, and I’m glad I was both prepared to go it alone and also open to adding someone to my life. We met via online dating (after I’d gone on numerous dates that didn’t work out, been sent a horrific amount of dck pics, and seriously considered getting a cat instead) and honestly, I’m glad the timing, life experience, independence, progress and goals, everything lined up the way it did. He was worth waiting for and the person I was at 30 was the one he needed to meet, as was his 30 year old version for me. I’m saying all of this because I’ve felt what you’re feeling, and I’m an example I guess of how it can all work out ok. You don’t need to list or track all the things you think are wrong with you unless they are things you want to change for yourself. Otherwise you’re trying to shape yourself into the perfect partner for... who? You haven’t met them yet, how do you know what they want? Just be you, entirely you with goals and respect for your quirks and the things that make you who you are, and don’t panic. There isn’t a time limit on this stuff - man am I glad I hadn’t given up before I met my husband, even if he took a while to find me!