I asked male friends this week if they’d allow their male friends to pick up their daughter (regardless of age) from school.
Not one said yes. They all came up with a variation of safety measures.
I didn’t need to ask women.
Yet no one knows a man but it’s always a man…
People hate to admit it but there is a deadline for that intense passionate “chaotic” love. After a certain age you approach everything through the lens of logic. You cannot afford to love the way you loved at 22 at 30