I wasted so much time

I feel so stupid. Like, really, deeply, stupid. I spent years, YEARS, chasing after a guy who was never going to commit. Everyone told me. My mom, my friends, even his freaking sister hinted at it. But I thought I could change him. I thought my love was... stronger? More special? God, I'm cringing just writing that.

Now I'm 35, single, and watching all my friends settle down. I'm not saying I *need* to be married with kids, but I do want a partner. A real one. Not some emotionally stunted dude who keeps me on the hook with breadcrumbs of affection. I'm angry at myself for being so naive. For letting him waste my prime. I'm also angry at him, but mostly at myself. How could I be so blind?