The Thirty Something Girl
The evolution of our new social system, woman first society, call it what you want – how would you describe it apart from a bloody great mess?
Amongst this are numerous new trends that older observers may be noticing.
One I’ve noted recently is the Thirty-Something-Girl.
Given the national shortage of men there has to a significant number of girls not in relationships, and they’re becoming more visible.
It’s also reflected in our dwindling reproduction rate, now somewhere below 1.9 in its continuing downward trend.
Education and employment is easily available to most girls who do want to work, so anyone with a few brains and a mild inclination can drift through their twenties, taking their time to grow up, pay off the student loan, travel a bit, and suddenly they’re a thirty something adult with no committed relationship and no children.
For some this is no doubt a choice and we’ve seen those news articles and the declarations – “this is my choice”.
But increasely I’m coming across these thirty something girls who seem to have more of a, ‘not actually sure how I ended up here’ take on life. They’ve lived a relatively free and easy life and are now they finding themselves, daughters, sisters and aunties perhaps, but not mothers, and the pool of men, if they are looking is, well, shallow to say the least.
Not all have had successful climbs to their mid-thirties. There’s stories of woe also. Drugs, debt, various coming off the rails for other girls, and this has not been such a pleasant journey to the same point in their life … and what now?
One recently offered me her own candid reflection, “I’ve been a silly girl.”
Have you got a thirty something girl in your family, with her biological clock ticking, having a post-childhood crisis?
Perhaps a Family Court child who said, “I’m not following in my parents’ footsteps, thanks.”?
Likewise have you spotted another evolving trend in our brave new world?