... over masks... we had a great day, took our son for a hike, tried to go out to dinner... Monday’s are a bust for restaurants, and two of our favorites are closed on those days.
But we tried an alternate, things were ok, I had my fake mask on, I entered the empty restaurant, approached the host and asked for a table, she happily grabbed menus (physical) rare here... when a grizzly man asked if I would raise my mask above my nose, I said I would not, I did not mention my unmasked child, but asked why?
Blah blah blah, I can be fined, faggot tears, I AM WEARING THE FUCKING MUZZLE, get real, so I told him I would take my money elsewhere... he said go do so.... then my bitch husband cried that I can’t be normal and I ruin everything, it was for 15 seconds, stop being obsessed, then I told him he would look the other way while I got raped for 15 seconds, I’m still the bad guy somehow and ruined it all, I wanna cry so bad right now, but I’m the only one left with guts.... it hurts :(
I make it up to him by giving him gay sex and if that doesn’t work out... go lesbian?
I’d like to unsub from terrible advice, take me off your list, no thanks
Instead of telling him what to do or complainingabout his weaknesses or henpecking, try this: just start treating him as if he is already exhibiting the strength qualities you desire. At the same time, start using language that better describes the actions you (both) have to take at the boundaries of the commies’ control in terms that aren’t emasculating or accusative.
Your husband will respond by becoming your vision of him along the terms you share to describe it.
Without intending any insult, Think: praising a dog instead of punishments and switching from ‘commands’ to ‘communications’ (the latter approach tends to require, and leads to developing, much greater understanding of dog behaviors)
I give the best advice :)