Magaridreams Thoughts

Dear Men What The Hell Happened?

You think you love someone, until it’s time to clean up their vomit, help bathe them when they’re sick, and hold them at 2 a.m. while they’re losing their mind and crying their eyes out. You think you love someone, until you’re three months deep into their depressive episode, and they refuse to eat, wake up, shower, be productive, have no s*xual appetite, and can’t even show love. You think you love someone, until their “unattractive” side shows up in the early morning hours, the setbacks, the loss of self, the distress, the hopelessness.

You think you love someone? Wait until you’ve seen them at their worst. Right now, you love the rainbow but true love shows up when the skies turn gray.

I remember the teacher said, there are 3 level of commitment.

1. I'll try.
2. I'll do my best.
3. Whatever it takes.

He said when u reach 3 no logic or law will stop you.

Women are quick to paint bad pictures of husbands and yes, many of the cases are true and unfortunate but what you almost never hear is the role they played in creating the situation.

There are many unruly and poorly behaved wives who want to do whatever they wish without consequence. The same women who never want to be accountable. To them, being a woman means you are automatically a victim. No madam, sometimes you are the villain.

So go on, don’t listen, shout at him, walk away when he’s talking to you, slam the doors, disrespect him and even deny him s*x; but please, when he eventually realises his own self worth and moves on to another woman who would treat him right, don’t come to social media with one sided narratives claiming to be the victim.

Oversharing is how you leak the energy, privacy is protection.

Stop telling people more than what they need to know.

The less you reveal, the more people can wonder. Forget attention. Move in silence. Live peacefully. Vibrate higher. Only speak when it's time to say checkmate.