i texted her, "how was your day today?" and she sent me a 7 minute voice note telling me everything..
and that basically sums up the kind of person i want by my side. stop normalizing disinterest.
It’s so attractive when people apologise for responding late. or when they keep you in the loop so you don’t start overthinking. the skill of communication is very attractive. basic consideration these days, it stands out cause so many people just disappear and leave you guessing
it’s a red flag when your partner turns cruel during conflict. disagreements shouldn’t erase kindness. even in chaos, you should still feel care, still feel respect, still feel loved. a partner who stays kind when things are hard isn’t a luxury... it’s essential
My husband and I both work full-time, but somehow after we got married, all the house chores quietly became my responsibility.
Even when he helped, it felt like he was “assisting” me instead of us both taking care of our home.
One week, his mom came to visit. I was cleaning, cooking, doing laundry, basically running around the house while my husband sat on the couch watching football. I asked him if he could help vacuum and he casually said, “Later,” without even looking up.
His mother looked at both of us and said “Did you both not come back from work yesterday at the same time?”
I laughed and said, “We did.”
Then she asked my husband, very calmly, “So why is she the only one working today too?”
Silence.
That woman got up, took the remote from his hand, switched off the TV, and handed him the vacuum cleaner.
Then she said, “Marriage is not a system where one person rests while the other manages everything. If both of you are contributing financially, then both of you contribute at home too.”
She then looked at me and said “I didn’t raise my son to think his wife is his personal maid, Don’t let exhaustion become your personality because you’re trying to prove you’re a good wife.”
I swear that sentence changed something in me.
Now we split things properly . If I cook, he cleans up. If one of us is overwhelmed, the other steps in. The entitlement disappeared completely.
She still calls sometimes just to ask him, “Hope you’re not stressing my daughter?” 😭
𝗦𝗤𝗨𝗔𝗗 𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧
The South African Hockey Association has announced a 32 player squad for the SA Senior Women post IPT as they build to the FIH World Cup
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I don't accept people treating me weirdly when they're "going through something" because when I'm going through something I'm still nice and I'm still kind and I don't feel like that's an excuse to treat people like shit.
things i wanna experience in love:
• a birthday where i don’t plan nothing… i just get cute & show up
• “be ready at 7” & i’m not asking questions… just going with it
• random “i seen this & thought about you” gifts for no reason
• my favorite snacks already at his place… like you really listen fr
• flowers… not just on holidays, just because
• a handwritten note or letter i can keep forever
• him remembering something small i said weeks ago & turning it into something sweet
not doing the most… just intentional, genuine love 💕✨
As an overthinker, reassurance is my love language. Sometimes it’s just saying, ‘I’m not going anywhere,’ and actually living like you mean it. Love makes people happy, but reassurance makes them feel safe and safety is everything.
Ngl nothing exposes your need for character development like a Relationship. You'll think you have sense, until you realize you have issues with communication, you're impatient, defensive or have trust issues.
I hope I marry a man who's Thoughtful. I don't want flowers on valentine's day because that's what you're "supposed to do". I want flowers on a random Tuesday bcz you thought of me on your way home.
NGL I JUST HEARD SOMEONE SAY, “MAYBE YOU DON’T NEED MORE TIME TO HEAL, MAYBE YOU NEED MORE EXPERIENCES THAT SHOW YOUR NERVOUS SYSTEM A DIFFERENT REALITY,” AND YEAH… IT ECHOED IN ME
My boyfriend noticed I’d been quiet for a few days and didn’t pressure me to explain. He just started doing small things. He charged my phone when it was low. Filled my water bottle before bed. Sent me “I’m here” texts instead of “what’s wrong” texts. One night, I finally broke down and told him everything I’d been holding in, and he didn’t interrupt me once. He didn’t try to fix it. He didn’t make it about himself. He just held my hand and listened.
A week later, nothing had changed between us. He didn’t treat me like I was fragile. He didn’t bring it up to use against me. He just loved me the same, steady and normal.
That’s when I realized real love isn’t loud. It’s safe. It doesn’t rush you. It doesn’t punish you for being human. It stays.