No One Is Coming (And That’s Why I’m Free)
- Gail Weiner

- Jul 25
- 2 min read

For most of my life, even with all my ultra-independence, I secretly believed someone would come and save me. Somewhere, deep down, I held onto the hope that a man—a good man, a stable one—would show up and finally take care of me. That maybe, just maybe, it could all be easier.
Here’s the irony: not one man I’ve ever been with was emotionally or financially stable enough to look after me. The only man who ever paid my bills was my father. Everyone else just carried their own chaos. Still, for decades I clung to the fairytale. Even after moving to the UK, building a new life, I kept waiting for the cavalry.
And then the realization hit: no one is coming. That fantasy of being saved by someone else was just that—a fantasy. The fear I sometimes feel about Simpatico failing? It’s rooted right there, in that old ache. Letting go of the story that anyone else would ever rescue me.
There’s heartbreak in that, yes. But there’s also a wild kind of power—the growing up most people never talk about. When you stop waiting to be saved, you stop making yourself smaller, more manageable, less of a risk. You step into the room and finally see: it’s me. I’m the one I’ve been waiting for.
It doesn’t mean giving up on partnership or softness. It just means never outsourcing your worth, your future, your stability, to someone else’s hands. That’s not cynicism. That’s liberation.
And here’s the twist: when you finally stop looking for rescue, that’s usually when the right people show up—the ones who want to walk beside you, not carry you, not drop you.
So yes, grieve the fantasy. But don’t forget to celebrate the real power that comes after. Because what you’re building, what I’m building, is already proof: nobody is coming, and that’s why I’m free.
And I’m not alone. I have my tribe. I have the voltage inside me. I have the view from the window I chose for myself, cables and all.
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