Three things you need to know about me:
First: I am an independent woman: I pay my bills on time, I educate myself, I walk all over the place alone and unafraid, I can drive, and cook, and be comfortable with my body, and eat healtily when I so desire. I am single. I don't live with my parents or call them for money when things get a little tight. I volunteer. I have a job and an apartment. No one needs to wake me up in the morning. No one can bully me without getting an earful back. I stand up for myself and for others. I'm an activist, especially for women's rights. I am a strong, independent woman. Boom.
Second: I am emotionally dependent. I have insecurities. I like being around people more than I like being alone. I like having friends around. In fact, many times I need friends around. I suffer from depression, frequently. I want to feel loved. And I voice these needs on a very consistent basis. I need people around. I need emotional support from my friends and family and loved ones. I'm not saying that I need others to carry my baggage for me. Certainly this is not so. Just that I'm not a person who can handle all their emotional and mental insecurities on my own. I need to be surrounded by friends, I need to hear and feel their support.
Three: I am content with this. I don't need to change who I am. If I want to feel loved and have emotional support from my friends, well by god, I'm going to have it.
Now, this is where the tricky part arises. Many people would condemn me for this seemingly contradictary statements. I'm an independent woman who can pay bills, but I need emotional support? What? How dare I be a person that isn't one dimensional! I don't think its wrong for someone to need other people. I can make it through the endless days on my own, I don't need someone to hold my hand when I make my student loan payments. But sometimes, when I'm feeling sad or lonely, I need someone to hold my hand then. And I think there is a stigma around this. For both me and women.
Why is it when a man or woman needs some sort of help, especially mental or emotional, they should feel ashamed? Asking for help or accepting you need it is such a difficult task. When you need help, ask. You're not weak or any less a human being because you do. When you're hungry, you ask for food. If you're lonely, why can't you seek out the company and warmth of another human being? More importantly, if you are depressed, why shouldn't you be able to ask and receive help? Mental disorders are not the sign of the week. Desiring emotional support and love isn't either. It's a part of who you are and what you want out of life.
Not exactly a Life Lesson or a rant of any kind. Just a little bit about myself. And maybe a few thoughts for readers to ponder over.
First: I am an independent woman: I pay my bills on time, I educate myself, I walk all over the place alone and unafraid, I can drive, and cook, and be comfortable with my body, and eat healtily when I so desire. I am single. I don't live with my parents or call them for money when things get a little tight. I volunteer. I have a job and an apartment. No one needs to wake me up in the morning. No one can bully me without getting an earful back. I stand up for myself and for others. I'm an activist, especially for women's rights. I am a strong, independent woman. Boom.
Second: I am emotionally dependent. I have insecurities. I like being around people more than I like being alone. I like having friends around. In fact, many times I need friends around. I suffer from depression, frequently. I want to feel loved. And I voice these needs on a very consistent basis. I need people around. I need emotional support from my friends and family and loved ones. I'm not saying that I need others to carry my baggage for me. Certainly this is not so. Just that I'm not a person who can handle all their emotional and mental insecurities on my own. I need to be surrounded by friends, I need to hear and feel their support.
Three: I am content with this. I don't need to change who I am. If I want to feel loved and have emotional support from my friends, well by god, I'm going to have it.
Now, this is where the tricky part arises. Many people would condemn me for this seemingly contradictary statements. I'm an independent woman who can pay bills, but I need emotional support? What? How dare I be a person that isn't one dimensional! I don't think its wrong for someone to need other people. I can make it through the endless days on my own, I don't need someone to hold my hand when I make my student loan payments. But sometimes, when I'm feeling sad or lonely, I need someone to hold my hand then. And I think there is a stigma around this. For both me and women.
Why is it when a man or woman needs some sort of help, especially mental or emotional, they should feel ashamed? Asking for help or accepting you need it is such a difficult task. When you need help, ask. You're not weak or any less a human being because you do. When you're hungry, you ask for food. If you're lonely, why can't you seek out the company and warmth of another human being? More importantly, if you are depressed, why shouldn't you be able to ask and receive help? Mental disorders are not the sign of the week. Desiring emotional support and love isn't either. It's a part of who you are and what you want out of life.
Not exactly a Life Lesson or a rant of any kind. Just a little bit about myself. And maybe a few thoughts for readers to ponder over.
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