When is "ready"?

Dumbfounded.
I'm not even sure what to do.

I'm 19. I don't know what love is.
Or do I?

Everyone around me seems to be getting married, having kids, or both.
It's finally hitting me.
I'm not a child anymore.

Life really does hit you in the face pretty fast.

I'm afraid to fall in love (again?)
Why?
Because I'm afraid of getting hurt again, or hurting again.
Maybe I'm not ready.
I have my wholeeee life ahead of me.
I have things to work on within myself.
I have dreams, aspirations, and family.

Then again, when is ready?