My mother always tells me that I have to get married.
“When will you get married?" they ask me every time I’m home.
They treat me like I’m their little project, and they have to make sure I get my happy ever after.
I always joke that they act like my expiration date is coming up.
But to be honest, I’m scared.
My 30th birthday is looming nearer, and all I can see beyond it is a dark abyss.
I'm often told I'm an idiot for not having found someone yet.
It’s gotten to a point where I’ve started to believe that I truly do need a partner. A man to add meaning to my life
But when I look at my mother’s life, my hopes are dashed.
I feel like I'm full of contradictions, and that I'm backwards for wanting to get married and have kids and be happy.
But do I really need a man in my life?
The fantasy in my head doesn’t include a husband or father. I only see a mother with her children.
*Story was performed in:
- BuSSy 2009 - Cairo