I remember being maybe 14 and thinking "I will never get married". I thought about how much of a bad deal it is to get married for a woman, and wondered why they still do. I was very upset with my father putting my mother down constantly, and thinking that I will never step so low to marry a man, to marry a "one of them". To cook meals for someone who called me and my mother "stupid" and considers us "less-than-a-human". I wanted to prove the point. I wanted that other women look and learn. I wanted to shout "wake up!".
So yes. I never thought of it that way, but the fact that I am staying single is in a way an act of a rebellion. Or social activism :D not that I feel anywhere close to that, but I guess that the little me inside is trying to do exactly that.