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Even When I May Menstruate And Not Feel Like Having Intercourse
It would be nice if you stopped complaining that I’m still single in my 30s.
Why don’t you at least be grateful that I’m not in a marriage with a man
who threatens to kill me if I defy him? Or that I’m not married to a man
who controls who I speak to? Where I go? Who hits me for leaving a wet towel
on a bed? Who considers me his property?
How about you be glad that I’m safe at home?
You should recognize that it’s good that I don’t have a man screaming
at me, filling me with dread. I, myself, am grateful that no one takes
away every paycheck that I earn. I think you should be aware that at least
no man shouts at you that he’d beat you up because you are related to me;
many women’s husbands out there don’t hesitate assaulting their wives’ family
members. You ought to feel more relaxed that I’m not involved in a marriage
where my husband hides secrets regarding a mountain of debt from me, or secrets
of cheating on me with several partners and having children with some.
