I want to be taken care of
I've been sheltered my whole life, given very little responsibility, squirreled away from the big scary world by those who love me and hidden from a larger, better world by some who hate me. I don't know how to drive or anything about checking accounts or paying taxes; I don't know my social security number or really anything else. I'm "helpless like a rich man's child". I want to be rescued. I want R. P. McMurphy to come crashing through the wall and save me from Nurse Ratchet and the combine.
I want someone to gently pick me up and lead me out and away and become the kind of parent I've never had and the lover I've always wanted. I need someone I can be dependant on just a little longer, who will help me become independent through understanding and patience and friendship. I want someone to teach me to breathe through my eyelids. I want and need help so bad. I want to get out but I feel that all the world's a storm and I'm trapped in a rowboat.
Is it normal to be so helpless?