OK, I tend to shy away from word feminist these days because it’s grown to be associated with man-haters. As a heterosexual newlywed, I am obviously not a man-hater. But in the purest sense of the word, I am a feminist. And as a married woman, there is something that really gets my goat: being referred to as Mrs. Matthew Mahoney. Or getting mail addressed to: “Mr. and Mrs. Matthew Mahoney.” NOOOOO!!! No, no, no! NO!
Something about that is offensive. It’s like complete loss of identity. One of the reasons I initially wanted to keep my last name is because I couldn’t stand the idea of being referred to as “Mrs. Matthew Mahoney.” I have a name, you know. I am still the same person I was a week ago, when I was legally single. I am not a silent shadow that follows Matt around. I’m not going to quit my job and wear an apron and have dinner on the table for Matt by 6 o’clock sharp.
I’d like to see this practice completely abolished. You can send things to “Matthew and Kristine Mahoney” or “The Mahoneys” or even “Kristine Munroe and Matthew Mahoney.”Filed under My Life, marriage |