I loved reading it. I don’t think I could have worded so many of these same statements nearly as well as you did in order to get the same point across.
It is certainly taxing when we’re expected to be superwoman all the time — not too fat, not too thin, not too ambitious but ambitious enough, smart but don’t be smarter than him else you’ll be single forever, make a living but don’t out-earn your man, be pleasant all the damn time because heaven forbid I have a mood swing over any of the aforementioned points you made that might have wrinkled up the hackles of my delicate feminine sensitivities. Be a perfect mother, lover, baker, banker, earner, but be satisfied with less appreciation, less take-home, and less say over your own body. It’s like a whole new addition of the Feminine Mystique.
Sidebar: Do you know why they came out with beauty pageants? To give us ladies something to be distracted about — to preoccupy ourselves with our outer value vs our value.
I read some article the other day on the Huffington Post that was titled something like Expired or Desired: Do Single Women Have A Best Used By Date? I don’t typically see articles regarding the fragile lifeline of of a single male.
Anyway, I’m rambling. Best to sign off now before I launch full-on into my typical “why it’s hard to be a woman” rant.