I never wanted to be the strong independent woman who doesn't need a man. I wanted to need men. I wanted to need my brothers, cousins, my father, uncles, friends, boyfriend. I wanted to depend on these men. I wanted to trust them. But I was failed by every single one of them at every step. I was left disappointed. I was left to protect myself and provide for myself. And also defend the ones I love and cherish. I was forced to be a man, while my soul yearned to be the woman it was born to be. And therefore, my independence besides being a portrait of my grit, resilience, perseverance and determination... is also a picture of cowardice, lack of integrity and empathy in the men in my life.