Marriage can be a hard thing. It sometimes feels like prison. I mean honestly who created this. I am married; I have been for about 17 years. There is so much to go through. More than I ever thought it would be. 

We usually say that those who think don’t marry, and those who marry do not think. In fact, if we were rational and egoistic beings, that could be a reasonable and logical way to behave. Marriage involves too many compromises and limits to the individual freedom of both partners. To prevent conflicts of interests and idiosyncrasy clashes, not marrying could be indeed a rational decision. Fortunately or unfortunately we are not very rational beings. We can’t avoid feelings, and we can’t stop following our feelings and our instincts - and between them the instinct of love, and marriage. Maybe we are rushing when falling in love or marrying, or mingling love and marriage. But we can’t help it. It’s in our human nature.  

There are huge signs of a massive violence of men over women, in the past.

Wife and Servant are the same
But only differ in the name.

A girl, a young woman, or even an old woman should not do anything independently, even in her own house. In childhood a woman should be under her father’s control, in youth under her husband’s, and later on under her sons. No slave is a slave to the same lengths, and in so full a sense of the word, as a wife is. 

The principle which regulates the existing social relations between the two sexes – the legal subordination of one sex to the other – is wrong in itself, and now one of the chief hindrances to human improvement. The true virtue of human beings is fitness to live together as equals; claiming nothing for themselves but what they as freely concede to everyone else; regarding command of any kind as an exceptional necessity, and in all cases a temporary one.