I completely empathise with what Maw and others living on their own are saying. But only a minor part of it is to do with being female.
I've been on my own for more than 20 years, and, as Scribbles says, part of the problem is ageing, both physically and emotionally. I didn't really think about it for a long time.
But now, as a problem arises, I call it another mountain to climb. Some are fairly minor - exploding light bulb , for example, hands on clock not working and I now have to remember to ask someone at the supermarket, once I've paid for everything, if they could loosen any bottle tops. My arthritic hands battle with screw tops and those evil tops ( often on bleach bottles) that have to be squeezed with two fingers whilst the rest are twisting the top. Impossible - and I cannot find any gadget that does the job.
Meanwhile I have a towering 70 or 80 foot conifer which needs to be reduced by half and have been putting it off for ages, partly to do with money but mainly because the task of finding a tree surgeon that I can trust, at a reasonable price ,seems a definite Mount Everest to me. I've spent hours on the internet, researching what I must look for in a tree surgeon, what questions to ask etc etc. Then I have to search for local ones and decide who to ask to give me a quote. I'm in the throes of the latter now, and just feel its a really difficult decision to make on one's own. I have this horrible vision of an enormous trunk crashing into my neighbour's garden, or onto my flat roof extension etc etc!! ( and yes, I've made sure that I've checked if they have Public Liability Insurance).
Like you, Maw, I've been close to tears - of frustration and anger mostly - quite a few times. I then have to gird my loins, tell myself I'm safe, in my own home, and with enough to eat , unlike many people, especially those survivors of the recent earthquake, who have NOTHING!