#nomanneeded

This isn’t about roles. It’s about reverence. A woman loving a woman— with eyes that say you’re divine, with hands that don’t hesitate, with lips that know exactly where they belong.

This is sapphic love— unapologetic, unashamed, and utterly sacred.

Since I was 17, countless boys and men have asked for my hand in marriage, but my father denied them all. Now, as an adult, after finishing school and building my life, I realize I was never interested in relationships the way most people are. Why? Because my father raised me to be self-sufficient. He taught me everything I need to survive and thrive, so what exactly would a man bring to the table that I don’t already have?

Independence Was Instilled in Me Early

My dad left big shoes to fill. He raised me to be independent, self-reliant, and highly skilled. He didn’t raise me as a delicate daughter—he raised me like a son, with strict discipline and high expectations. And because I obeyed him, I followed his lead.

I can cook. I can fix things. I can change my own tires. I learned mechanical work just by watching my brother. I’ve been providing for myself for years. So, I ask again, what does a man offer me?

Safety? I don’t put myself in dangerous situations. I don’t club or engage in reckless behavior. I was raised better than that.

Kids? I don’t want them. Sure, I have nieces and nephews, but they’re grown now. I’d rather have dogs; they’re loyal and will stick by me until the end.

Money? I have my own.

A house? I can get one myself.

I don’t need millions or billions. I’m a village girl at heart. I wasn’t raised with a Western or European mindset, so material wealth doesn’t impress me. Honestly, it’s my dad’s fault for over-teaching me. Growing up during wartime, I didn’t have the luxury of being a carefree kid. I matured fast. My father raised all his daughters the same way he raised his sons—with strict, military-style discipline.

Society’s Lies About Women Needing Men

Society pushes the idea that women need a man to be whole. But I am living proof that this is false. I built my life from the ground up, and unless someone can genuinely add value beyond what I already have, why would I settle? I already have everything I want.

I’ve dated before, but it never lasts. Why? Because men nowadays lack so much. They think from their private parts, and I have an adult brain that doesn’t entertain that nonsense. I inherited my father’s mindset and old-school traditional values. This new generation? It pisses me off. Most guys annoy me so much that even if one sticks around for a bit, he eventually gets cut off.

My Failed Attempt at Having a Male Roommate

I even tried living with a guy friend when I was renting. Huge mistake.

One day in, he started acting weird. He was making noise late at night when I wasn’t even home. Turns out, he was putting a bed together, and my landlord texted me about the disturbance. I had to explain that I wasn’t even there. He had zero respect for people trying to sleep. I had to yell at him like I was his mother—and we had just signed the lease.

On top of that, he was lazy. He couldn’t even wash one plate after eating his own disgusting food. He used my tools without permission. And let me be clear: we weren’t dating. We were just friends. But even in a friendship, he had no basic manners. That was the final straw. I went solo again.

Men today lack discipline. They’re overly feminine. Society is full of degenerates trying to normalize side chicks, dysfunctional families, and men thinking with their private parts instead of their brains.

I Am My Father’s Daughter

I don’t know—maybe I’m just too much like my father. Every family member tells me they see him in me. I have become him. I act like him. I think like him.

And honestly? I have zero patience for this new generation. Dysfunctional families are a massive L, and I refuse to add that headache to my life.

From my perspective, men today bring nothing of real value. Most of them have a degenerate, self-serving mindset. They glorify dysfunction as if it’s a win when in reality, it’s the biggest loss of all. If a guy ever came at me with that energy, he’d be gone in a day. I’m way too disciplined for that.

This is exactly why my dad rejected every single man who asked for my hand. He knew they were scrubs. He knew they would only bring unnecessary drama into my peaceful life. My dad put too much effort into raising me, made too many sacrifices, and constantly reminded me of my worth. No man deserves me unless he can fill my father’s shoes. So when men came asking, my dad said HELL NO every single time.

I trust my parents’ judgment. They see red flags before I do. They know best. They raised twelve kids and never split up—not even after my dad passed. My mom is a widow, but she still carries that strength.

Unshakable Since Day One

Since childhood, I’ve always been this way. I was never easy to manipulate. That’s why insecure men target minors and young girls from unstable families-they’re easier to control. But I come from a strong, stable, bold family.

This isn’t just how I think as an adult. This has been me since day one.

If a man wants to be in my life, he needs to bring something real. Something exceptional. Not money, not a house, not empty words. Real value. Otherwise? I’m perfectly fine on my own. ofc we all love be spoiled but that just not what most important.

Women don’t need men. Society just convinced them they do.