Marrying a man whose love is genuine and not some twisted plot to turn you into a baby factory. 🥹
You escape the hell of being objectified and get true emotional security where you’re cherished every damn day, not just when your body is fertile.
You get freedom to build life on your terms without his selfish quotas, and any kids grow up seeing actual equality rather than a sad transactional setup that breeds resentment and broken homes.