To the woman who needs a man

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I read what you wrote, a few days ago, but I needed to think a while. Mostly I pondered on why one word can be so horribly misinterpreted and sometime, I think, intentionally.

You said you are fiercely independent, and you can take care of yourself. The “feminist ideal” you called yourself, of not needing a man for a damn thing and I cringed reading that. But still, despite that, you need a man. Need.