what is it?

I guess I'm a care-taker by nature. I take in these men who need to be rescued, or taken care of, or supported, and I do it. It's who I am. I rescue people, and never get any support in return. And I have to say I'm sick of it. Since when is it that the woman has to rescue the man? Whatever happened to the old damsel in distress thing? Yes I know, I don't sound like myself, this is anti-feminist and a throwback (and not in a good way), but come on. Just once I'd like to be with a man who is there to help me out when I have tough times instead of being the cause/exasperation of those hard times. Please, God, universe, and whoever or whatever else I can pray to, send me someone who will at least match me rescue for rescue!