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Despite my independence and sense of self reliance I have this thing about wanting to be taken care of. I don't mean financially; that I can manage on my own. I also don't mean physically, I have the gym and the massage therapist to help me out there. And, mentally? Well, I have a therapist or two to assist in that area. No, what I'm talking about is emotionally. Someone whom I always know I can count on to contemplate my feelings even when I may not deserve their thoughtful consideration. I'm not asking for blind adoration or universal acceptance, but I would like to feel as if my position, as wife, partner, individual, whatever, is defended and protected against all interlopers and critics. You know, something along the lines of this definition from dictionary.com: Security - something that secures or makes safe; protection; defense. Seeing as how I've already bared myself in a manner that transcends the ability of any machine's capacity to expose, this doesn't seem too much to ask, or does it?