Your son loved the fish curry and so you give him that extra piece of fish. Never mind that it came from your share. That is what women are conditioned to do. Think of others. Take care of them. Put yourself, your desires, your happiness last. Adapt, adjust, please as that makes your woman's life worthwhile. This is so ingrained and you do it over and over, again and again. And you never think of the soft being who lives inside you, who feels unimportant, neglected, deprived. Till one day, over some supposedly trivial issue, you erupt in anger.
And for this, you are labelled overly emotional, unpredictable, irrational. You buy that and feel guilty. No one, not even you, sees what lies behind that so-called
tantrum.The mountain of hurt that you caused yourself because you ignored your own feelings.Women, what you want and feel is important and if you don't see it, no one else will. You have so much love and care to give others but please begin with your own self.You are the nurturer. Nurture yourself.
And for this, you are labelled overly emotional, unpredictable, irrational. You buy that and feel guilty. No one, not even you, sees what lies behind that so-called
tantrum.The mountain of hurt that you caused yourself because you ignored your own feelings.Women, what you want and feel is important and if you don't see it, no one else will. You have so much love and care to give others but please begin with your own self.You are the nurturer. Nurture yourself.
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