I grew up in the eighties and nineties when “girls can do anything” was our everyday motto. This strong drive for independent women had shaped so many facets of my life that I failed to notice when I crossed the line from an independent woman into hyper-independence.
I struggle to ask for help.
Worse yet, I fail to accept support and connection from others and then will be the first to complain, “why do I have to do everything myself?”.
Hyper-independence is not a virtue. It may look like one of my strengths, but it is my Achilles heel. Continue reading Hyper-independence makes you miserable: ask for better support