Why Women Desperately Need Honest Conversations About Marriage & Motherhood

It’s time for the fairy tale to die

Y.L. Wolfe
Liberty

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Photo by Andreas Rønningen on Unsplash

Step right up, step right up! We’ve got just the cure for your ailments! We’ve got the scratch for your itch!

So unhappy, little lady, so unhappy! You’ve felt so alone. So sad. The world feels like a lonely place. And nothing you do ever feels like it’s going to be enough to actually be enough.

But never fear. We’ll fix you right up.

How’s a pink sunset sound? That’s right — pink twilight all day, every day.

Round the clock happiness — think you’re up for it? Joy coming out of your fingertips?

I’ll bet you’d love to be feel beautiful every second of the day. Maybe not just beautiful, but desired, too? Oh, look, folks, I made her blush! But don’t be shy, little lady. It’s every woman’s dream, is it not?

How about no more loneliness? Ever? You will never, ever be alone or feel alone again.

And perhaps best of all, you’ll find your destiny fulfilled. Can you even imagine what that feels like?

That’s right, my darling, I told you we’ve got the cure for your ailments and I meant it. And you don’t have to take any medicine. You don’t have to start a new exercise…

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Y.L. Wolfe
Liberty

Gender-curious, solosexual, perimenopausal, childless crone-in-training. | Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/gleDcD | Email: welcome@yaelwolfe.com