As a young woman {curiously meandering} my way through the real world, I feel it is very important that I am independent. It pleases me greatly to be able to do things on my own, pay my own bills and to create my own path. I am so empowered when I set my mind on something and accomplish it completely on my own. I think that's every woman's dream, whether admitted or not. We all want to look back on our lives when we're old and gray and be able to say that our successes are the product of all the blood, sweat and tears we poured into our dreams. These successes determine our self worth. They keep us from settling for anything ordinary and keep us reaching for more.
Now, just as I believe every woman owes it to herself to prove how capable she is to make her dreams reality, I believe it is equally important not to do it alone. Every woman deserves to have a companion to remind her how incredible she is and appreciate her ability to hold her own. I think it goes without saying that behind every strong man, there is an even stronger woman. (Honestly, it'll take a heroine to put up with some of you!)
As I'm sure you've gathered by now, I am going through a growth spurt. This time last year I was undoubtedly whole in myself... And then this wonderful thing happened. This time last year, the most magnificent man swooped me off my feet. Before I knew it, I reestablished my emotional dependence on him instead of myself and it has made me a bitter, bitter woman. Emotional independence is something I have always struggled with, and I guess I didn't realize that until recently. That same magnificent man who swooped me off my feet set me down a few weeks ago and the ground has been shaking beneath me ever since, and I have no one to blame but myself.
See, establishing my independence as an emotionally stable woman was one battle, but maintaining that independence is the war. I'm learning that it's something I must fight for every day. That being said, I do not anticipate the next few months in my life. Right now, being fulfilled in myself is my dream. I know that when December rolls around I will be able to look back and say that the blood, sweat and tears I've put into fighting this battle of self reliance will make me more attractive to man of my dreams. It'll make me better, and not bitter.
