I am a feminist, wholeheartedly, and independently strong, that’s me. My mom is strong as hell and so is my best friend. My mom has worked her entire life, taught us to take care of our own-selves and not rely on anyone else to do so, and has been married to my dad for over 40 years. My bestie has two kids, works full-time, and most weeks also takes on overtime at the hospital she’s been working at for over 10 years. She also bought her house, car, and everything else she owns completely on her own, even though she is in a relationship with the father of her children. My sister works hard, and rose through the ranks of the osmotic company she is now an accounts manager for very quickly. My sis has also done makeup for the Grammy Awards, Nickelodeon, and a Pitbull music video. My grandmothers have also taken care of themselves and were single parents to my parents for most of their lives. They both own their houses and everything else they have as well. Needless to say I have grown up with and been raised by staunchly independent, strong, feminist women … but, sometimes, I really feel like I need a man.
Being alone feels really natural and good to me. Most writers crave alone time anyway, but in general since childhood, I have always been a loner. Never had a large group of friends who I spent every waking moment with, and while I certainly like to go out with friends, and have fun, being alone with my thoughts, wine, and laptop feel the best to me. As I’ve gotten older my needs have changed and I have noticed the needs of those around me have changed as well. The need for a man is not a desperate one despite what most may say, and here’s why: