Once again, this is a prime example of misogyny and expectations for women who are mothers that are meant to paint a narrative that our desires are selfish and we are only told to serve others in our life.
No matter what, your partner does not have the right to invade every moment of your privacy or monitor your every move. That’s a prison cell, not a relationship.
Our bodies are wired to follow a sequence of events; we are creatures of habit. You will most likely not be able to wake up one morning and cut out the coffee habit that you’ve had for twenty years or go from being sedentary to running a marathon the next day.
There is no “one-size-fits-all” regarding fitness. However, there are scientifically proven facts about the link between our mindsets and how it affects our progress and overall self-worth.
If I had learned this sooner, I would have avoided some mistakes early on and not had to spend the first half of my twenties healing over a decade of the diet culture mindset.
mind. Most people are self-serving, and not setting boundaries and methods of self-protection will make you a feeding ground for toxic individuals.
For most of my life, I let friends, partners, and family walk all over me. I was the “nice” girl, the “dependable” friend, who didn’t ask for anything in return and thought that providing love, trust, and reliability meant I would get it.
You have no obligation to keep anyone in your life, especially someone that wants to keep you as an option in the future.
Your partner can’t be everything at once; an intimate relationship is different from a friendship.
When a toxic/manipulative person identifies that you are done with their abuse, they will not be thrilled. They may pull out their final card trick, threatening self-harm if you leave them.
Suddenly his demeanor changed, and he became more somber. “My wife doesn’t get me these days.” Perhaps he was expecting me to divulge something about my husband and a lack (he hoped) of communication and affection. I remained silent, and he smiled, reached his hand over, and slowly squeezed my upper thigh affectionately.