Admire this moment of honesty from a wall-woman:

Revealing part of a comment written by "CaliforniaGirl500" here:

*I spent several years with a wonderful man who was, particularly in the early eighties, an anomaly in the MAN DEPT. He was nurturing, supportive, complimentary and very dedicated to me. I was establishing myself in my career at the time. He was a divorced bartender with a young son. We were in love. I was fully capable of and did support myself, expected to continue to do so and expected to earn a damn good living. However, I had the nagging generic idea in the back of my head the man was supposed to be the primary breadwinner. It wouldn't go away. We didn't last and it was my fault. I still work in broadcasting. Experience has taught me the things I worried about in youth didn't and don't matter.

Too bad I didn't know it then.*