Women: I am sick of men they are tra$h.
Men: ohhhh so is your dad trash as well??
Yes saad, if your tweet was supposed to make me angry you failed miserably because I saw the first instances of trash behavior within my home. So I have no qualms accepting the facts now gtofh.
I owe an apology to all the women I thought were bitter while their husbands seemed so easygoing.
Now I know it is very easy to be easygoing when someone else is carrying the entire weight of your life.
The amount of people pressed about someone having a "dangerous breed of dog" who is very much leashed btw is insane to me. We really do hate animals in Pakistan, especially dogs.
I saw my husband differently after something that happened at the grocery store.
We were in line when the cashier, trying to be funny, said, “Wow, you’ve got your hands full. Bet she spends all your money too, huh?”
A couple people chuckled.
I felt that familiar, small smile forming the one women use when they’re about to brush off something uncomfortable.
Before I could say anything, my husband looked at him and said, “She built half of what we have. I’m lucky she lets me spend hers.”
It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t aggressive. It was calm. Certain.
The cashier went quiet.
He didn’t turn it into banter. He didn’t let it slide to keep things easy. He corrected it without making me the punchline.
And in that moment, I felt something settle in my chest.
It wasn’t about money. It was about respect.
He didn’t need a dramatic scene. He just made it clear I’m not the joke in any room he’s in.
And I realized, it’s one thing to be loved in private.
It’s another thing to be honored in public.
That’s when I knew I was safe.
a lady on TikTok just said, “he never knew i could’ve supported him through all his dreams, because he never invited me to dream with him.” and i couldn’t stop thinking about how many plans i made in my head for someone who never made space for me in theirs.