Don’t beg for or fall all over yourself being so damn grateful for a man doing what should be as easy as brushing his teeth.
Loving you isn’t a chore.
Showing you respect isn’t above and beyond.
Speaking kindly, offering encouragement and listening to you are not special gifts.
Wanting your body and desiring you aren’t sacrifices.
Making time to be with you isn’t making him a martyr.
The only thing standing between you and your goal is the bullshit story you keep telling yourself as to why you can’t achieve it.