I’m Tired of Being a Strong Woman (But the Trash Still Needs to Be Taken Out)
INTRO Sometimes I think God took a nap when designing my life. Because somehow I ended up being the woman who fixes lightbulbs, comforts adults, handles crises, and still remembers to buy almond milk. Nobody taught me how to be “strong.” I just became strong because there was no one else around. I wasn’t born an alpha. I evolved into one like a Pokémon. Except instead of cool powers, I got stress acne and back pain from carrying everyone’s emotional baggage. At some point, being strong stopped being empowering and started feeling like a prison sentence… with glitter. Because yeah, I still look cute. But I'm exhausted. Wanna know what it feels like to be “the strong one”? It’s like being the Wi-Fi in the house: everyone depends on you, nobody appreciates you, and the second you go down — everyone freaks out. I Became the Man I Wanted to Marry I didn’t mean to. One day I was dreaming of love, warmth, and someone who knew how to unclog a sink. Next thing I kn...