Independence, even at 35, is scary. I've been wandering through this life as a single independent woman for the whole of my being.
I am an introvert so naturally I like being alone. It is so easy, though, to cross that line into loneliness. If I isolate myself enough it is hard to tell where I am at any given moment. I shelter myself in hopes of healing. In hopes of not being a burden.
Letting others love me has been a challenge. Loving myself, warts and all, has been an even bigger challenge.