I never want to get married. I tell people it’s because I don’t think love needs rings or vows. And that’s true. But the bigger reason is that I’m afraid.
I’m afraid that being married would turn me into a wife. One of those women who say they’re happily married, even though they’ve gained 60 pounds since the wedding, have sex with their husbands twice a year and have run out of things to talk about with him. Unless they have kids, in which case that’s all she talks about. I don’t want to sacrifice being a woman in order to be a wife. I always want to be independent and strong and desirable in the eyes of the man I love.
I know married women who are just as sexy and fun as they were when they were single. My fear makes no sense. It’s not like I’d wake up after my wedding day next to a husband, not a man, unless I make it so for myself.
People have irrational fears. Some are afraid of spiders and some of flying. I’m afraid of being a wife.
