Looking at traditional marriages, it seems the surest way for a woman to be alone is to get married.
Given the expectations of society at large, men are generally correct in their assumption that it is important for a woman to have a man. What they do not understand is how pathetically little difference it makes what man.
The nineteenth-century wave of feminism was started by older women who had been through the radicalizing experience of getting married and becoming the legal chattel of their husbands (or the equally radicalizing experience of not getting married and being treated as spinsters).
Marriage works best for men than women. The two happiest groups are married men and unmarried women.
Someone once asked me why women don't gamble as much as men do and I gave the commonsensical reply that we don't have as much money. That was a true but incomplete answer. In fact, women's total instinct for gambling is satisfied by marriage.
I have yet to hear a man ask for advice on how to combine marriage and a career.
Being married is like having somebody permanently in your corner. It feels limitless, not limited.
Some of us are becoming the men we wanted to marry.
I was never against marriage per se. Before feminism, I didn't think you had any choice. In fact, for a long time I always assumed I would get married. I just didn't see any marriages I wanted to emulate, so I kept putting it off.