It’s my prerogative.
It’s come to my attention more and more often lately that someone has an opinion about my life and my living situation. Not just one person. A lot of people would pass judgement. Here’s the thing. I have complaints and gripes. But overall? It’s kind of my own machinations. If I don’t have huge issues in my relationship, why does it bother you? I haven’t been, nor will ever be, dependent on a man. I suppose when my leg was broken I had to depend. And I do lean on him. A lot. But I’m not dependent. And that seems to drive some others crazy. I don’t know why. They assume I need more help? Would I like more help? I suppose so. But apparently my complaints lead my friends to believe I would be better off with a man’s income. I’m not sure how every woman I know isn’t aware how I need to not be reliant or dependent on someone else. I’m not sure how my relationship (which is very long running) is a source of debate when I LIKE being around my person still. 17 years in (almost). I like...