He said he loved that I was independent. He’d brag about it like it made him look secure. “My girl doesn’t stress me, she handles her own.” He loved that phrase.
Until the day I actually handled my own.
I remember I had a bad week and instead of crying to him, I booked myself a self-care weekend. Spa, nice food, good music, new nails. When I came back glowing, he wasn’t happy for me. He was weirdly quiet.
Then he started picking fights. Random fights. “Why are you always busy?” “Why do you take long to reply?” “You’re acting different.”
Different?? Because I stopped begging you for attention?
That’s when I realized some men don’t want independent women. They want women who can survive without them but still choose to suffer for them. It’s ego food.
He later admitted he felt “left out.” And I almost laughed because… imagine feeling left out of peace you never helped create.
i love february i love valentine's day i love love i love pink and red i love hearts and heart shaped things i love teddy bears i love roses and i love handwritten love letters