to care

Sometimes I don't need someone to talk to about my thoughts and feelings. Everything, that is written doesn't need to be talked about. It's there, and it doesn't need to be put in a discourse. It doesn't need to be changed. Sometimes all I need is someone who listens. Who cares. And accepts. 

The truth is, I have always been an independent person. All my life I have never relied on anyone. It's not like I want to be that kind of person, because it makes me have to work harder than people who are able to rely on others. I'm also timid, so I feel afraid of asking other people for help sometimes. I prefer to do things my way, on my own. I don't need anyone to take care of me. I can provide everything physical I need myself. I don't need anyone to do things for me. What I need though is someone to care for me. All people I love, they care for me. I need people to care about how I feel, to care about what I think. I need to be able to share, and in order to be able to share, the other person has to care. Otherwise I will feel very lonely, even though it will never seem like it. So what I have realized today is, I don't need someone to take care of me, but someone to care about me. It's a big difference, no ?