She said: “Most women dislike fighting and being strong. What about you?” I said: I want to be strong. I want to put on my armor, step out into the world, and win countless battles. But when I return home, I want to find refuge in the safe, warm embrace of a man who loves me. I want to be the strongest person in the world, and the weakest in the eyes of one person... I want there to be someone among all the people who, even in my most difficult and unkind moments, can still see an innocent, vulnerable child inside me — a child who longs for a safe embrace, somewhere to find shelter and cry. I want someone who will always take my side, everywhere and under all circumstances, even when I am not right. I want someone worthy of my trust, someone who makes me feel so safe that I can show him my fragile, vulnerable side, while showing the world my brave and fearless side.