Congradulations. You are apparently capable of missing the entire point of something while summarizing it neatly. I do accept my own failings that are hardwired into my very existence, by doing exactly as you say; I look for those who can and will tell me no. My necessary lifestyle doesn't lend to dominance so I do need someone to tell me what to do. It's called being a submissive. Try crawling out from under your sheltered rock and looking it up.

Oh and there we go "Woe is me. It is useless to fight because Makaria will always win. Boo hoo, pity me." And if you are not proud to be Zeus' child you aren't proud to be your mother's child, because she was born in similar fashion. And unfortunately, as much as you and the other residents of the Underworld want to pretend it otherwise, Zeus is the King of the Gods and Humans. He is King to us all. Reality sucks. Deal with it, or crawl back to your delusions. You are either goddess or you are child. You need to figure out which one.