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Don’t Think Male Privilege Exists?
Have seat. Let me buy you a drink.
I started going to concerts by myself a few years ago. My ex-husband was not a big fan of live music and had to get up early in the morning on the weekends. We also had very different tastes in music. It meant that if I wanted to see a band I liked, odds were I was going to have to go by myself.
It never seemed like a big deal.
Of course, there was the one evening that my ex and I went out for a glass of wine before I headed to a concert. We ended up in a conversation with the couple sitting next to us at the bar. When discussion turned to the fact that I would be headed out to a show and my ex would be heading home, the husband noted it “sure was nice he lets you do things like that.”
After I got divorced I decided I was going to take as many opportunities to live my life as I possibly could. It involves a lot of concerts. It meant flying all the way across the country year ago to go to a music festival in Savannah, Georgia. By myself. I loved every minute of it.
Going to concerts by myself changed when I got divorced. When I would go to a show by myself as a married woman I still had that wedding ring on. There was a layer of protection I had with that.
If a woman is wearing…
