I'm 29 years old, single, no kids. I have some pretty weird friends. They always ask their husbands permission to go out. Can't spend money on themselves without looking out for their husbands and kids. Always carrying heavy bags on their backs, rushing to the grocery store in the evening after work and all sorts of parent-teacher meetings. Girlfriends walk around in the same jeans for long periods of time and with a codpiece on their head. Plus they've gotten healthy and swollen. Before I can blink, the bright and beautiful girlfriends are gone. The look has faded, the hair is ruined, the bright lipstick is forgotten, the dresses and skirts are gone altogether. There must be a middle ground. There is no that spark in their eyes, only visible fatigue and discontent at home, which again all scattered and ate at home ...