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A rich husband or a good career? That is the question.
With soaring housing prices and rising living costs, more single women are turning to finding a rich man to take a breath from the high pressure.
I, however, don't want to take that route. I'd rather depend on my own hard work to get what I deserve.
Of course, many fights within families are caused by money issues. So, if a man is rich enough to support the entire family, there will be less criticism of the "overpriced" groceries the husband picked up at the supermarket.
Likewise, you expect more laughter from the wife who loves carrying gorgeous Chanel bags.
Still, I won't treat money as the most important criterion when choosing my future husband.
Maybe I am much too old-fashioned, but I think mutual love is the fundamental basis for starting a relationship. It leads naturally to marriage.
Money can buy expensive caviar, but cannot give me the joy when my boyfriend and I lick cheap ice cream; Money can also buy a limousine, but it cannot take the place of a bicycle ride, when I hug him from behind.
Besides, I don't think a woman's well-being is solely defined by her financial status. Personally, I need much more than that.
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My passions can be summarized into three, too: the sense of achievement, the space to be independent and the feeling to be loved. Unfortunately, none of them are related directly to money and fame. I will never sacrifice my real feelings to money, or a rich husband who is good for nothing else.
I'm not a feminist, and I don't intend to be. But I oppose the idea of "marrying money". If a man's financial status is so much better than mine, I would feel insecure about our marriage, to be honest.
I would wonder now that he has so much wealth - which young women are chasing after nowadays - how can he resist their temptation? Because he is so wealthy, he could find a substitute for me very easily. Would I need to walk on my toes every day for fear of upsetting him? I can't imagine how horrible my life would be if I got stuck in such insecure and meaningless questions.
Why choose to live in fear of a husband's cheating? And to keep asking him "Do you really love me?" It is just too pathetic.
It makes us less cute, I believe. Impatient men wouldn't be happy to hear that even once.