I’m sorry, but if a young girl drew her naked dad & said “gross Dad,” we’d immediately recognise a boundary issue & possible grooming. So why is it funny when a boy draws his naked mom? If a child is repeatedly exposed to nudity & expresses discomfort, that should be alarming no?!
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You can be going through the worst phase of your life sana but once you're with your man life feels like it's worth living again. 🥹♥️
a stronger Rand matters, but groceries are still expensive, petrol is still high, and electricity keeps rising. Until prices fall, exchange rate “good news” is meaningless to ordinary South Africans.
A broke woman and a broke man are not the same. She’ll still go to her little job, look good on a budget, have fun, and even be generous when she can. A broke man, though? Bitter, angry, stingy, and always draining the room.
It lands like a verdict. It gives everyone a villain. It gives her a simple arc. Weak in the relationship, radiant outside it. The comment section gets to clap and move on.
But real life is uglier than that, and if you’ve ever been the person watching your ex suddenly “glow up,” you already know it.
You’re sitting there at 00:41, phone face down, and you can still picture her on a random Tuesday in the relationship. Same hoodie. Same tired eyes. Same way she’d stare at the fridge like it contained answers. You remember asking “you okay?” and getting “yeah, just tired” in that flat voice that means no.
Then you break up.
Two months later she’s posting gym clips, new hair, skincare, sunrise walks, reading books again, smiling in photos like her face finally remembered how to move. And something in you goes hot, not even jealousy, more like insult. Like you were paying for a ruined product and the next customer got the upgraded model.
So your toxic thought shows up, loud and righteous.
“If she could become this, why didn’t she become this with me.”
Here’s what no one says out loud because it ruins the fun.
A lot of people don’t “become their best” in relationships because the relationship itself becomes the place where they spend all their emotional budget. Not on themselves. On managing the weather.
It’s the constant scanning. The tiny calculations. If I say this, will it start a fight. If I go out, will they get weird. If I dress up, will they accuse me of trying too hard. If I’m quiet, will they punish me with silence. If I’m honest, will they twist it.
That kind of relationship doesn’t look like abuse on a poster. It looks like a thousand micro moments where a person learns to shrink so the day can go smoothly.
And yeah, sometimes it really is the partner draining them. Not always with cruelty. Sometimes with need. Sometimes with moodiness. Sometimes with contempt disguised as jokes. Sometimes with a constant low-grade criticism that makes a person stop trying because trying becomes another opportunity to fail.
You don’t notice how much energy you’re spending until you stop spending it.
That’s why leaving can feel like mental clarity. Not because the world suddenly got easier. Because you finally stopped waking up to someone else’s tension as your first task of the day.
But your question is real too, and it bites for a reason.
Why wouldn’t you want to give your partner the best version of yourself.
It sounds like fairness. Like decency. Like basic respect.
And sometimes it’s exactly that. Sometimes the relationship ends and the woman starts doing better because she finally takes herself seriously in a way she didn’t before. Not because you were draining her, but because the breakup scares her into action. Because loss wakes up a part of the brain that goes, oh, I let myself slide for too long. Because she realizes she abandoned herself, and now she’s trying to win herself back.
Sometimes the “glow up” is not healing. It’s a protest.
Look at the timing. It’s always after. It’s always when you can see it. New body, new wardrobe, new routines, new aura. It’s a way of rewriting the story so she doesn’t have to sit in the raw humiliation of feeling unwanted or discarded. It’s a way of saying, you didn’t leave a mess. You left a woman who is now thriving. Even if she cries in the shower at 23:18 and can’t eat right, she’ll still post the salad.
That isn’t fake. It’s just complicated.
People rebuild themselves the way they can. Sometimes that means going inward quietly. Sometimes it means showing the world a version that doesn’t look broken.
And here’s the uncomfortable thought underneath your take, the one nobody admits because it sounds petty.
You wanted to be the person she became safe with.
You wanted to be the one who got the softer mornings, the healthier habits, the version of her that didn’t feel like she was constantly holding her breath.
This!!
Also, in that field of study, was that the most pressing thing to be researched?
For example, they funded endometriosis research, but instead of searching for a cure or pain reliever for women first, they studied how endometriosis affects men in those women's lives