Life has passed me by or I feel that it has. I’m in my mid 50’s and I’ve never married or had children. Sometimes I’ve had regrets about this and other times I don’t. It depends on how I feel. When I hear about something terrible that has happened to someone who is married (domestic violence, child abuse, sexual abuse, emotional abuse), then I’m glad that I never married or had children. When I hear about someone who is happy with their family or a happy family, then I have regrets. Sadly it seems like more people are unhappy than happy.