What was I made for?

So much I loved about the Barbie movie and so much to relate to.

As a woman and as a child growing up, I had a lesson from my mother. She taught me to stand on my own two feet. A measure of success was finding a man to take care of you, though as well. I say she taught me, but she never did explain exactly how. There was always a question for me about how to do both of these things. I struggled during my first round of college, a lot.

I still question sometimes what is my place if it is not defined by a man. The kink part of me wants that masculine energy and someone to lord over me. Give me directions and shape my world around you. Take control and give me a reason to not think anymore.

I can see my life without that, too. I can be my own person and appreciate the alone time without that energy. I can demand agency and keep control over my life.

Everything is always a balance.