I've had normal relationships before, including a very long co-habiting one that broke down because he became an alcoholic and had an affair.
I don't want another relationship. Possibly not ever.
I put up with so much crap when I was younger, and I acknowledge that now. I let men erode my boundaries because we were in relationships. Each individual thing wasn't a big deal, but when you add them all up, you have to ask, wasn't that relationship, on balance, harmful to me? Why, with the wisdom of age, would I let myself suffer like that again?
And sure, maybe there are some good guys out there. At my age, they're all taken. And the married ones hitting on me are not good guys. I get the ick. It also makes me double down on my view of not wanting a relationship, because it would break my heart if I had a partner who was casually hitting on women the way these men try with me. I would feel ugly and worthless - whereas if I stay single, and I don't let my sense of self-worth hinge on what some man thinks of me, I'll keep my confidence up.
I can see how I could improve a man's life, but I can't see how one could improve mine. I'm done with propping up a man in the name of equality.
Also, the older I get, the angrier I feel about contraception and abortion. Let's face it, avoiding unplanned pregnancy falls entirely on the woman. The most a man might do is buy a pack of pack of condoms - wow, so much effort. When you consider what our bodies go through, how much monitoring we carry out (who hasn't panicked when their regular period has suddenly been the tiniest bit irregular?), the side effects of planned hormonal contraception, emergency contraception and abortions and the societal judgement we get whatever happens... Really, we're the ones doing all the heavy lifting and dealing with all the worry.
Men can be nice to look at, but I no longer think they're worth the effort or expense. I'm going to be an old spinster, and bloody well enjoy it.