My friend, Hahn, is thirty-three, she’s getting married, with her fiancée who’s six years her junior next year.
They’d dated for five years, and finally, they get to start a family together. I’m truly in awe with Hahn, because from the start of her relationship with her fiancée, the parents, the relatives, the friends, even their next-door neighbors all, “kindly” told them it wouldn’t last, with endless number of reasons, they’d bombarded Hahn about it.
“Women age faster, and you want to be with someone who’s six years younger than you?” “When he’s ready to marry you, you won’t be fertile anymore!” “You’re the one, supporting him financially, not the other way around.”
That, is how this society works, when people dish out their judgments, they’d turned on the powers, and, they knew that their words are hurtful, and yet, they just couldn’t stop themselves, and, they’d all added, “I know you may not like what you’re about to hear…”, and, they are just, unwilling to give the blessings.
I give my blessings to Hahn, and felt glad for her, for finding a man who loved her enough, whom she loved as well, and that, is enough, their courage should be blessed as well!
So, it’s still okay, for those seventy, eighty year old geezers to marry young women in their thirties, but NOT okay for us ladies, to hook up with a man who’s just SIX years younger? What the FUCK (don’t pardon me this time!) is all that about? Because we are hearing that biological clock of ours ticking away, is that it? Because there IS that deadline for our reproductivity, because once we hit menopause, it’s GAME over, is that it???