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IT seems when you reach your roaring 20s, you are bound to face the prospect of having one of your friends tell you they're about to tie the knot.

Eyes twinkling, brimming with excitement, they inform you you?re invited and you better keep your schedule clear or else there?ll be hell to pay.

Admit it: the walls come tumbling down and your realise that friendship will never be the same again.

Of course, it just so happens that at that very moment, you can't quite grasp why you suddenly feel that sharp, twisting pain right there in the pit of your stomach. But there it is.

Some of us welcome the idea of marriage with open arms, accepting it as the next logical step in the natural progression of life.

Others avoid even talking about the subject like the plague, least of all relating it to themselves.

I'd have to say I relate to the latter.

I can handle my friends becoming parents; it happens so often these days it's become somewhat of a non-issue. But marriage? The jury's still out on that one.

They say just about every girl dreams about her wedding day, right?

Walking down the isle, wearing her dazzling white, (or in some cases off-white) gown, having everyone gush about how beautiful (or not) she looks.

They dream of the reception, guests, cutting the wedding cake, sharing the first slice with her new husband... 

I don't know... while all of that sounds very glamorous, in today's social climate, I have my doubts about how realistic the whole idea of marriage really is.

It just seems once the vows have been made and the first few kids appeared, the novelty wears off and its all downhill from there.

Think about it: living in the tough, hard-knock world we do, what are the odds all the vows you make to your spouse you'll actually be able to honour?

How realistic is it to stay with one person for the rest of your life?

Do men wed because they feel they need a maternal figure to nurture them and whatever off-spring they produce?

And do women say "I do" because they need to feel someone wants them enough to spend the rest of their life with her?

These  are  only  some of the questions boggling my mind.

That said I'm starting to wonder if there is in fact something wrong with me. It's not as if I've been jaded to think this way.

My parents are well into their 70s and still married. To each other.

So technically I'm supposed to be an advocate instead of a critic, not true?

Maybe I'm just being young and naive, having very limited life experience.

But right now I'm just not feeling it.

Is it the fact that you get older and can't face living life so entirely on your own?

Everyone needs a companion to experience life with, right? Or is it for love? And if that is the case, then in my view that just doesn't cut it.

The youth of today is faced with the realities of life as we see divorce rates sky-rocketing and work pressure increasing, shifting the focus from the family to more self-driven aspirations.

To each their own, I suppose, and hopefully one day something (or someone?) will come along and make me ? and others like me ? wake up and smell the roses.

For our own sakes, I hope it does.

Until then I'll just have to hang up my tiara along with my starched veil until a later date.

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