So, I'm getting married soon. I'm happy about it. I truly am, but the feminist in me is questioning my Judgement.
I love my Boo to bits but honestly i am not sure why i am getting married.
For companionship? is that it? is that why i am deciding to return my surname to my father and take the one of my husband? others will say for procreation, for security blah blah blah...
Err, i could adopt you know? and beside this is Nigeria, there is no form or security anywhere.
I just feel like i'm just about to set myself up for the end of my individuality.
Once married 2 becomes 1, but really you are really two beings trying to figure things out.
And my word, i think that one of the most difficult thing a person(especially a woman) can do.
As an adult more often than not, by the time your getting married you have just begun to figure things out for yourself, add another human into the equation and you have to start again. a few months later your adding another human again into the equation, and this particular human can make or break the constant of the equation.
sigh.... i guess its the feminist in me that is talking and hoping not to loose herself.
Its a few months to the wedding and i find myself looking for the answer to the question.
I asked my mum.... her answer didn't do me good. Because she was of age. Please whats that.
I asked a colleague.... Because God said so....point but is that all?
I asked a friend.....she flat out did not know... sigh....
Guess the only answer is the one my colleague gave. It should be enough.... but it isn't....it just isn't. either ways, come my wedding date i'll say i do.... while wondering if I should.
The life of a woman in Nigeria.
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