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You know, up until a few months ago, I never heard of the term spinster. I know what a spinner is, but we ain’t going to go there in this blog post, probably not in any blog post. Lolz.
Anyway, a friend of mine says to me, “Angel, I don’t want to be a spinster, I need a man.” I was like, eh? What the freak is a spinster? And she explained to me that it is a single, older woman, who has no husband, no kids, and a bunch of cats. “If someone is a spinster, society thinks there is something wrong with them. Why would she be single otherwise? I don’t want to be one of those.”
Okay, so now I know what a spinster is.
I don’t think I like the term much, seems somewhat demeaning. I mean, who cares if you are single? Who cares if you have cats? That’s not a woman’s fault, or even a problem as far as I’m concerned.
I know of at least one blogger who is taking the concept of Spinster, and redefining it. Her page is not ready for mass consumption yet, but rest assured that AngelRTalk will support and share with you guys once it’s live!
This woman is smart, beautiful, and an absolute dream to spend time with. She humorously labeled herself a spinster, and she’s okay with it. Unlike the first person I referenced, this one doesn’t care about being single.
I agree with her, if we cannot be comfortable by ourselves, then how can we ever be comfortable with someone else? On any given day I’ll go to a movie alone, I’ll eat at a restaurant alone, visit a museum by myself, I don’t care. Company is nice, and though I do enjoy it, I do not require or depend on it to live my life.
If you are a “spinster,” then spin loud and proud. freak these societal norms and pressures. Meow motherfreakers, MEOW!
Growing Up Bronx