Engaged to myself

Yeah, I'm engaged. To myself. Who better to commit to, for the rest of my life? It sounds trite, yet I did do it. I had a little ceremony and wear a ring. Just not on the 'standard' finger of other engaged couples. There is so little to celebrate in a woman's life, in this world we live in... go on, have a think. How many days celebrate just being a woman? Yeah, NONE.

There's a wedding day - your sole focus, as you join an outdated institution of societal pressure. For everyone who married for love, good for you, and I hope it lasted. Lots of marriages are based on economics, loneliness, societal expectations. And everyone's really talking about the food! Yes, yes, the bride and what she's made the bridesmaids wear to make her own dress even lovelier get talked about, but truly? It's the food people talk about at weddings....

What else? A new baby? How many people buy something for the mother? Yeah, mostly it's for the kid.

Valentine's Day? Hallmark and the floral industries' collusion to make you say those three little words - and hand over your money. Especially on just that day. If I want to tell my fancy man I love him, I do. I don't need a special day to do it! And it's for couples to feel smug, and singletons to feel inadequate and awkward.

International Women's Day? Merely highlights that we're still, as John Lennon so eloquently put it, 'the nigger of the world' and hardly a celebration when you read the stats: women perform 2/3 of the world's work, yet receive 10% of the profit; women own 1% of the world's property; 60 million schoolgirls are sexually assaulted every year, worldwide, on their way to school. Yay! What a celebration...

So I got engaged to myself. Had a day all to myself, treating myself well, reaffirming that I was worthy, well, and doing a great job. Who better?

Amazing