I DO... NOT

Excerpt from the book

...I was about 14 when I decided that I was never going to get married. I was never going to give my mother, my aunties, my grandmother that satisfaction to take pride over the fact that all they have been training me for - since I was barely old enough to be trained - would finally be useful. I would never submit myself to a life where I was to serve a man, change for a man, endure for a man because even before I knew who that man was to be, I was living for him.

It might seem petty, but one of my greatest joys as a 32 year old woman is not my successful career, not the fact that I was listed in the top 30 under 30, 5 years in a row, not the fact that my calendar for the year is always booked by january 1st, none of that measures up to the joy I feel when I think about the fact that I never have to come home, after a long day of work and begin a thankless second job of caring for an overgrown child of a husband.