control

One of the most difficult parts of merging my life with someone else is relinquishing the control of bearing my own load. For a woman of thirty, it doesn't come naturally. To ask him to help me with certain responsibilities is a lesson in unlearning my feminity. Our point in history has taught the women of my generation the selfishness of doing it all alone. But when you're given a partner, a husband, everything changes. Bearing that load alone is simply wrong and often a huge mistake with inevitable consequences to the relationship. Two becoming one isn't for the faint of heart. I'm rethinking all of my old tendencies and forging onward with a lighter load.