Phobic

This one week or so I've been getting at least 3 people asking when am I getting married. If you cannot fathom my agony, imagine you're single and people kept asking when are you getting a girlfriend; you're married and others probing when are you having children. Annoying, isn't it? In my head, my eyes rolled up high and I threw question back, do you know when you will die? Sometimes there's just no answer to these questions.

I figured that the one of the way to evade this is to keep looking young, so much so that others mistook you as a student and would not relate you as the age appropriate to settle down. 

There was once, there was one whom I wanted to settle down with. Because I felt at ease that he can take care of me well and I don't have to worry, even though I was earning a measly $1650 paycheck monthly. I was happy. Maybe I was contented, or naive then. That kind of feeling didn't came back ever again. Only through dramas, I found the sentiments pouring back, reminding me why a woman would say yes to tying the knot because it takes alot of courage to bet yourself for your rest of your life.