Yes, you are, pathetic beta, come here. You are so weak. You are nobody for me. I’m your Goddess, I’m so powerful. Beg me to let you worship me. Until I throw you back.
Hand over the burden of decision making, the pressure to manage your own life, and the tyrannical emptiness and boredom that comes from fighting the need to submit. Hand it over to a true Goddess, and let me take control.