No one talks enough about how draining it is for a woman to keep extending grace to a man who never meets her halfway. At some point, love stops feeling like love and starts feeling like self betrayal.
Dating is optional. My bill are paid. My house is calm. My bed is big. You’re not competing with another man, you’re competing with how comfortable I am alone.
Normalize shaming and making people feel uncomfortable. Your married brother brings his side piece to the bbq, say something. Your homie isn’t taking care of his kids, cut them off. We can’t be enabling such poor behaviour. Holding people accountable begins with relationship.