I Don’t Need To “Find The Right Man.” I Have Met Him Many Times.

“You just need to find the right man.”

Everyone

Whenever I am bored out of my mind I like to lie in bed and shift my eyes towards the ceiling. And I ask myself if I would still desire lifelong singleness even if the option to experience no trauma stemming from males, complete with a decent husband, fell into my lap.

I like to challenge myself with this question. Because my writings and opinions are the result of my experiences with my gender counterpart since childhood, along with the tough conversations I’ve had with many women and men and the very real vulnerability that comes with both parties admitting they have the ability to use each other.

But what if I could be like the 0.0001% of privileged ladies on this planet who claim they have never been hurt by a man? The ones who are enjoying #wifelife while us “damaged” women are left to be bitter at our experiences, all while the blame is shifted to us and not our perpetrators? What if I could just snap my long, graceful fingers and start anew?

Well, I would still choose my life. And I mean that.

I have lived. And as painful as it is to admit this, I actually regret nothing.