A lot on my life looks great on paper. I make $350k a year. Am in great shape have a decent social life. But it all feels empty because I don’t have a family and am not married. My early 20s I had two girlfriends who I admittedly treated poorly. One was a good person one was not. At 26 I met a beautiful fun woman I fell deeply in love with. We built an amazing life. I’m from a poor lower class area & I had a lot of career success and made friends who were very successful and had a life I couldn’t dream of. We got engaged. I didn’t know at the time, but she was a covert narcissist. The whole thing was an act. She defrauded me of $80k, tried to destroy all of the relationships we built (actually didn’t work), I lost my house, left me on my bachelor party weekend for another another guy, and moved to Europe, for basically a year I had crippling depression.
Since then I’ve rebuilt myself but am less social and more to myself. I have more respect for myself and am actually a better person. I’m dating a women from Mexico like lives there and flys back and forth to where I live in Texas, she’s the best woman I’ve ever dated but it freaks almost everyone out and doesn’t fit the picture perfect life o had and so many of my peers have. I’m thinking about ending things just from stress of it. I put an insane amount of pressure on myself for not having a family and the trauma of broken relationships. That to me in essence has defined who I am and my life up until that point. Did any of yall feel this way? Did it ever get any better? I feel like my life will never get to the point I thought it was at.