Here's the translation:
"Dear Margo: I'm a 38-year-old successful dumbass. I listened when they told me I could have it all. I believed it when they told me I was just as good as any man. So I went to school. I worked hard. I'm successful, I'm smart, I'm pretty. But &%%&*(%*(^(*& it to hell, I want a man, I want a baby, I want a house in the country, I want an SUV, and I want it all NOW! Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaa."
Hey, you must be psychic!
Or...............
Hi, I am an attractive left winger, with an MBA from Harvard. I am 38, and make 225,000 a year. Hey buddy, top that! Anyway, I would like to get married, but all I run into are emasculated men who are intimidated by my success. Maybe I should date a conservative, but my friends would ride me if I did that. But I really would toss this all away for the right man, but I never seem to click with the ones I like. I mean, men sense my power, but I deny them my essence.