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I have actually become liberal, I think it is so outdated!

Why should men work so hard for a girl and ‘worship’ her when she’s been with men before etc… like no girl is traditional anyway, so why should any man be traditional for women?

I used to want to be a provider, I’m so glad I matured. Like no girl is going to use me, it is such an unfair exchange.

Women got their own money and can do what they like with it, don’t come asking for ours.

That nowadays men are expected to be perfect. Like have everything.

If this is not true then why does it feel that way? All you hear is girls say he’s 6ft, got money blah blah blah.

My girlfriend is part of this problem. She expected perfection and had a million ways she judged me.

IMAGINE THIS SCENARIO: You and a boy have always been more than friends.. a quiet understanding, late-night talks, little gestures that blur the line. He finally says it outright and proposes something real. You care about him, but you’re not sure, so you ask for time.

That same week he goes out, drinks too much, and dials you. Your phone is already engaged with a call from another guy.. your best friend, nothing romantic, but it’s a long vent-session you don’t want to cut off. (Your guy) calls again. And again (10+ times). You see his name flash, your stomach knots, and you let it ring out because you’re not ready to face his voice right then.

He switches to text: IG, WhatsApp, short messages that get more urgent. You read them, guilt prickling, but you don’t answer. Confused and irritated, you block him everywhere like shutting a door to buy a minute of quiet.

Later the day you felt the guilt is louder than the fear. You unblock just enough to call. It rings, once, twice, and then voicemail. You wait for his call back... nothing comes.

The next day you hover over the unblock button. Part of you wants to explain: “I was on another call, I panicked.” Part of you freezes.. what if he leaves me on read? What if he says he’s done, that he’s moved on? That dread sits heavy, stealing sleep. You replay his silence, wonder if he’s already talking to someone else, feel the shame of your own avoidance.

"5 months have passed" (You were still waiting to fix) & beneath it all, another question: maybe you’re not just scared, maybe you really do need time and space to understand what you want before you try to fix what you broke.