in the end, the girl who treats a man like a debit card always seems to come out on top. Meanwhile, the girls asking for nothing but attention, effort, and consistency end up in therapy trying to heal from it.
When I first got married, I called my mom to vent about an argument my husband and I were having. She stopped me mid-sentence and said, “Unless you're in danger, don’t invite other people into your marriage, not even me.”
It ended up being one of the best advice I could have received as a young wife.