"Colorful, but unpicked. You are The Wild Rose.
Prone to bouts of cynicism, sarcasm, and thorns, you excite a certain kind of man. Hoping to gather you up, he flirts and winks and asks you out, ultimately professing his love. Then you make him bleed. Why? Because you’re the rare, independent, self-sufficient kind of woman who does want love, but not from a weakling.
The problem is them, not you, right? You have lofty standards that few measure up to. You’re out there all right, but not to be picked up by just anyone."
Sad, but true. Though, I can't decide if I'm too sad about it. I'm perfectly happy being this way, but I wonder how long that happiness will last. Is it just because I'm too young? Is it wrong to demand better? Is it wrong to not sacrifice the career I've worked so hard on for an overrated "marriage"? Is it wrong to not let societal pressure dominate how I think as a woman? Is it wrong to think in a nontraditional way?
How can I be independent and still be in a relationship? Is it based on the man I marry or based on something I can do? How do you balance this?
Fellow women, what do you think? Share your thoughts in the comments.