My Wife, My Lover, My Mother, My Coddler.

peter pan

When will we have some statistics about ‘non-chauvinistic’ men who want their wife or girlfriend to be not only a partner but lover, mother. organiser, coddler, life saver? They, the poor guys, can do anything they wish while their multi-tasking, maxi -stressed woman cannot opt to do much more than care for their ‘baby’, lest they be tagged as a bad, selfish , ungrateful person.
A man is not a bank, ladies and gentlemen.
A woman is not the soul of the family, because souls are not ‘human’ or fallible and we need support, even if it’s just a hug. Or having someone do a chore so you won’t have to without having to demand it when you’re so tired that you give in and complain and nag.
We must grow up, be adults and make decisions without letting kindness get the best of us. It’s useless to ask for equality, or for justice, to be precise. We should confront each aggressive or dismissive gesture or word politely, undoubtedly, relentlessly.
You must grow up, gentlemen! Your women are not, and need not be perfect, and cannot make up for your lack of wanting to improve yourselves for your own well being as well as for your partners and families.
It’s up to you!
A woman-or a man; there are cases, too- that has to drag their partner to do things that are logical like taking care of their health and manage their finances feels like a coachman who’s got a stubborn mule who’d rather die than take a step in the right direction. Or imagine a marathon runner who has a obstinate ox tied to their ankles and sees everyone pass them by. The ox would be better off collaborating but instead lets itself be reluctantly dragged along.
Enough advice for now! Ladies, don’t accept anything less than what you deserve. Gentlemen, be responsible for yourselves. Only you can live your life.

Para Cuando una estadística de hombres ‘ no Machistas’ que quieren que su mujer sea no solo compañera, sino novia, amante, madre, organizadora, consentidora, aguantavelas y ellos, pobres, mientras, no hacen que esa mujer multi tareas y maxi estresada pueda optar a algo que no sea cuidar de su ‘Nene’ o sino ser tachada de mala, egoísta y desagradecida?

Un hombre no es un banco, señoras y señores.

Una mujer no es el alma de la familia, porque Somos humanas , falibles, y necesitamos apoyo , aunque sea un abrazo o que Te quiten de hacer una faena sin tener que casi exigirlo Cuando estás agobiada y ya se Te escapa una queja que llevas tiempo reprimiendo.

Hay que crecer, hacernos adultas para tomar decisiones y no dejar que la supuesta bondad nos domine. No Vale pedir igualdad, o más bien justicia. Hay que ser intolerantes con cada gesto y palabra. agresivo o degradante. Educadamente. Indudablemente. Implacablemente.
Hay que crecer, señores. Sus mujeres no son ni tienen que ser perfectas, ni Les pueden suplir la falta de ganas de superarse o de esforzarse por ser mejores por si mismos y por sus parejas y familias.
Hay que currarselo!
Una mujer- u hombre, que hay casos- que tiene que arrear a su pareja a hacer cosas de lógico cumplimiento Como cuidar su salud o no malgastar dinero se siente Como Un mayoral con una mula terca que ni muerta da un paso por evitar caer por un barranco. O imaginen un corredor de maratón con un buey terco atado a Los tobillos y que ve que todos le pasan y el buey se deja arrastrar de mala gana, a pesar de que si hiciese su parte, el sería el primer beneficiado.
En fin. Basta de palabras. Hechos! Mujeres, no aceptéis ni Un menosprecio. Hombres, sed responsables de vosotros mismos. Solo tú puedes vivir tu vida.

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