A little care

Yes, being independent is powerful. And there's nothing wrong with being just yourself all the time. But, can I just complain this time? I am really tired of going out alone, eating alone, walking alone, and so many things tjat I havr to do all by myself. Sometimes I want a companion, someone to tell how my day went, someone to hug when my anxiety attacks, someone to re-assure me when my OCD triggers. Someone who will join me in doing simple e things without pressuring to act or to be someone else. Someone who accepts me and stays. Someone who can help me carry my groceries, a person whom I can safely shares my ideas and exchange discussions without the fear of loosing the bond we have. Someone who will buy me my favorite food when I crave for something. Someone who I can loudly laugh with. Someone who can spoil me at make me feel safe.

I know it is not anyone's responsibility to accompany and baby sits me. I know I should be responsible for myself. But sometimes, I do feel, that I just wanted to be taken care of. To feel precious and special. Because in this lonely and cruel world, we need a safe space.