News flash: It's already difficult. And this marriage-obsessed social fabric I'm interwoven into terrifies me with dire premonitions of impending spinsterhood. Every day, in every way I feel that I'm disappointing their notions of what a 'good' Pakistani girl should be. Despite being able to provide for myself, I'm genuinely becoming afraid of not having anyone out there to 'take care of me'. I'm educated, I have a great job but I'm not married, I have no children and I'm turning 28 next week. By Pakistani standards I have failed. And every single day, in subtle and not-so-subtle ways they continue to remind me of how completely inadequate I am.