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I am confident in who I am as a woman and where I want to go in life. I also know the difference between being confident and being arrogant and having a selfish desire to feed a self-deluded ego
I don't need a man, but I want one, and I am tired of feeling guilty for doing so. There is something about a male presence that is unlike any other comfort, and his absence is unsettling. I appreciate my Friends immensely, but they cannot solve the stresses of my day with a long, slow hug and a reassuring part on the behind.
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