The Dangerous Myth of "You Complete Me"

The Lie That Sold a Billion Rom-Coms—and Stole Our Power

Let’s say I lived in a little cabin by a stream. A cute little garden out back.
A few dogs. Maybe chickens. Cats curled up on the porch.
Totally self-sustaining. Creative. Alive. Connected to the earth, to the seasons, to myself.

Would I feel the absence of a man? Would I ache for a partner…
or have we simply been taught to feel that ache?

Because the mo…