Imagine what it would be like to just say thanks to a man for holding open the door and feeling looked after in that moment (and not creating a story in your head about ‘oh he just wants to get into my pants’).
Imagine feeling good about going to a man when you need help instead of trying to do everything yourself. Imagine walking in the door after a long day and seeing that your man has cooked you dinner and tidied the house (and don’t think “oh that would never happen.”).
Imagine being a rock for your man when he’s having a rough day and knowing that he’s not internalizing his mental health struggles. Imagine just being able to say ‘thanks’ and receiving a beauty date night when he pays the bill.