Today’s modern New York woman doesn’t need a man. The days of trolling for men in UWS dive bars are behind us as we fill our lives with the love and attention of friends and family. Instead of chasing a man down Broadway, sobbing to “I Will Survive” and shredding photographs, we dive into our careers on Wall Street and 5th Avenue and travel to Miami, Paris or Seville for a little fun. The desperation and fear of loneliness that once led to drunk dialing and settling for anyone that comes along is behind us.
To need is a terrible feeling. Needing something or someone is synonymous with desperation and dramatic antics. It drives us into the arms of men we do not love. We remain in relationships with men who look “good on paper.” In other words, they drive BMW’s and own a penthouse in Trump Towers, but they do not tantalize our senses. Or worse, they’re balding and party in The Empire Hotel in a wheelchair. We refuse to leave a relationship that no longer serves us because the alternative (being single) is too much to bear.
Many women have felt an undying desire to be with someone, anyone! It is a part of our journey. Fortunately, there comes a time where our Id is in check, no longer causing anxiety when our immediate wants are unmet. We feel a sense of calm, a lack of need, beginning in our late 20s or early 30s. That’s when we embrace our lives as is and are grateful for our blessings, even if we are still single. We may satisfy our sexual desires with a B.O.B (Battery Operated Boyfriend) and find compatibility with old friends and new networks. As for bearing children, there are always sperm banks or gay BFF’s who party at G Lounge and may submit a donation. No matter what we desire, we find your own happiness.
Because we are New York women. Modern women. And we don’t need a man.