A weird thing happened during the indie romance boom in the mid-2010s: a bunch of women who did not have high earning potential on paper could abruptly start making $20k-100k a month self-pubbing romance.
We watched so many marriages implode over it, y'all, when their husbands COULD NOT COPE.
"If she has her own house, what will she need me for?" I don't know, dude, maybe be cool and fun to be around and be happy for her success instead being whiny little sad-ass troll about it?
www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle...
Female home owners report feeling stuck between men’s contradictory expectations – they are told to be independent, but not assume the breadwinner role
