Now, I know what you’re thinking, and I promise, there’s nothing wrong with me. I’m smart, have a great personality and I’m attractive. I can cook, I can clean, and I can be trusted to return children to their parents in the condition that they were given to me. The issue here isn’t that I can’t find a boyfriend; it’s that I’m not looking. And I’m not looking because I don’t believe in boyfriends.
Take a moment to collect yourself. Pick up your jaw, relax your eyebrows and listen.
I know that in the Western world, it’s peculiar for young people not to have at least four or five serious relationships under their belt before marriage. I’m often gawked at when I reveal my singular lifestyle to others: “How are you ever gonna get MARRIED if you’ve never had a boyfriend?” I’ve had guys ask me if I’m a lesbian because of my disinterest in them. Yes, I want to be somebody’s wife one day, and no, I do not hate men, but has anybody ever sat down and thought about this “serious relationship” thing?