I met this guy at a bar. We hit it off and dated for about a year and a half. Towards the end of our relationship, he slowly started ghosting me. I sensed it and asked him head-on. He told me that I’m just not “marriage material”. It hasn’t escaped my mind since. Who is “marriage material” exactly?
See, I’m a very standard girl. Even above standard. I’m 27. I look good. I take care of myself, I work out and eat regularly and healthy (most of the time). I make a good living. I care about others. I manage to work hard and make a name for myself, while still taking care of my home. I’m not gonna lie, I’m very career motivated. And you know what? I don’t see anything wrong with that. I’m not going to apologize for that.
I’m not sorry that I’m not willing to sacrifice everything I accomplished, to put my career to the side. What does he mean when he says “marriage material”? Someone who cooks, does the laundry, vacuums, takes care of the two kids, and greets him at the door with a feather duster brush?
I’m not sorry that it’s time to move on, we’re in 2019. Finally, it’s acknowledged that not all women are the same. We all have different hopes and aspirations. We are able to be CEOs, Olympic champions, or hopefully, one day, Presidents, while still having a family. If anything, I believe that having ambitions and wanting a career makes you more of that so-called type, as you have to find personal fulfillment before you can find a joint one.
You know what? I take it back. It’s 2019! Isn’t it time to understand women are not all the same? Not all of us dream of our perfect wedding or want to have children, we all have a different personality, different likes and dislikes. How can you categorize someone as “marriage material”? It’s more a matter of a match. Views of life and values. I was just not his type, not his match.
The fact that we didn’t get along has nothing to do with me not being “marriage material”, it’s just that you weren’t the lid to my pot, or maybe you’re just not “marriage material”.