We're the same age

A couple of days ago, I stumbled across an article written by a British journalist named Kate Mulvey entitled "I regret belittling men; at 63, I’ve ended up alone."

It was a painfully honest and achingly sad analysis written by a woman who is exactly my age.

The most telling paragraphs in the article were as follows:

"I’m convinced that the reason I’m still booking a table for one at the age of 63 instead of having settled with a significant other is because, like so many women of my generation, feminism has ruined my love life. Instead of empowering us, those ideals of the second-wave feminists made us believe marriage and domesticity were to be avoided like the plague and that men were competition rather than partners.

"I might have a successful career as a writer and broadcaster, but I have never had children or been married, and my longest relationship lasted eight years. I regret this; I had always imagined I would end up married with two wonderful children and living in a house in the countryside. I have paid a hefty price for my so-called liberation."

Curious about the author, I read a few more of her pieces, including one written a couple of years ago entitled "I was shamed for being single at 61 – so I bought myself a ring and invented a fake fiance, it helped me bag a date." (The title pretty much sums up the premise.)

She writes: "For the last eight months, I have been wearing a divorced friend’s engagement ring and pretending that I am getting hitched to a photographer called Max. No, I have not lost my mind and yes, it’s a bit extreme but I am one of those modern glitches, an aging spinster, at 61, who has never managed to tick the boxes of marriage and kids." (Apparently the logic here is that men like the challenge of pursuing the unattainable.)

Ms. Mulvey seems to have a thing for much younger men (in yet another article, she describes dating men decades her junior) and expresses disdain for older men who are "balding," as if that's a turnoff.

I dunno ... having read a number of Ms. Mulvey's pieces, I find myself torn feeling very sorry for her. I hope she finds a nice man (her age) soon.