There comes a point where it all becomes too much. When we get too tired to fight anymore. So we give up. That’s when the real work begins. To find hope where there seems to be absolutely none at all.
You know I love you,
but that is not a free pass,
for you to hurt me.
If you have to be the one to push the man forward and he’s not doing anything, you let him grow up first until he decides to do what’s right for you. But if you feel like you’re the one carrying the weight, you’re the one who push the relationship forward every single time, that’s the way it’s gonna be from the day you get married until you die. You might think you’re helping the man, you’re not helping anyone, least of all yourself.