Tolerating always turns to resentment. At first, you call it patience, then love. But what it really is, is self-abandonment. Every time you swallow a boundary, excuse a pattern, or silence your discomfort, something inside you keeps score.
And eventually, the bill comes due.
Part of a woman's life is understanding that you're going to meet men who won't want you as you imagine, they only need you. It's not love, it's shelter. You do them good, you pull them out of their own chaos, and in that relief they confuse comfort with affection. But comfort, it is not love.
This is the next level after, “Why would someone pay so much for something you can buy on Zara/AliExpress/Shein/Temu?” Once you start getting into fibers and fabrics, you can’t go back. It’s more than appearances.
He’s not a real fashionista because everyone knows real ones, like Rihanna, always repeat an outfit, whether it’s the same outfit or in a different variation.
The most fulfilling relationships women have are with other women. They show up for us, they are funny, remember birthdays and gifts us on a random Tuesday. They’re there during hard times, support our ventures and love us. And sex isn’t even on the table. You are the issue