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Why Men Stop Helping — What (Some) Women Say — Part 1 of 3

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Women, I have questions for you. Do you think (maybe secretly?) that men are lazy? Do they avoid helping you? In my experience, nothing could be further from the truth. But in my consulting practice, female clients sometimes share with me that their husband or male partner doesn’t them help enough. My clients’ frustrations, however, seem mild compared to what I found researching the subject on the internet. (Prepare yourself…)   At the top of my Google search was a female writer declaring that lazy men are simply too comfortable in their relationships. She figured they had likely worn themselves out in their attempt to “get us.” She went on to say that men probably feel they have “done their bit” at the beginning of the relationship, and will happily sit back and bathe in the emotional nurturing that you give them. For her finale, she listed 14 things that lazy men expect from you and what to do about it. Oh dear.  Good grief.  Heaven help us. I took a deep breath and ventured on. The next female advice-giver gave 8 ways to deal with a lazy man.  She started with #8 and worked her way to #1 which was “Don’t yell to get what you want.”  I nearly fell off my chair.  I’m not sure if I was laughing or crying. This was on a site with 99,500 followers, mind you. Frankly, that was all I could handle.  I decided to stop researching. But with my mouse clicker poised to close the web page, I noticed something.

Could Things Get Any Worse?

Apparently!
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How? Well, some very unhappy women chimed in about the advice from the writers. What they said was printed in neat little text boxes to the right of the article. I figured it couldn’t hurt to read a few. Said one woman, “I have been married for 25 yrs.  Hate to tell ya this but fixing lazy is like trying to fix stupid.  It’s not going to happen. Another said (and for the record, I quote the misspellings, grammar goofs, lack of punctuation, and all…) “I would rather live alone, struggle financially then deal with theses parasites called husband.  I say parasites because if you ever dealt with annoying fleas, there is so much simularity. Why do you keep them around for the money?  Is that it? And finally (and again, an exact quote), “my husband lies on the couch while i do everything i ask him to take the trash out he says yes in the morning i have to take it bad knee bad back it seems he doesnt give a shit about me at all.” I stopped reading. I had to get up from my desk.

So What’s The Deal Here?

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Maybe there’s more going on than meets the eye. What is driving these women to express (spew) these (awful) things about men? What’s clear:
  • Three women (who undoubtedly represent thousands (?) of other women) aren’t getting what they need.
  • Three women have no idea how to get what they need from men (just like many other women.)
  • Do the women want to change their situation?  I don’t know.  Not so obvious.
  • Do they get energy from being right while putting someone else down?  Again, no way to tell.
  • The kicker, the pivot point, the big hairy deal:  All three women point the finger at men and not at themselves.  They place  responsibility for the outcome outside themselves.
Finger pointing is not exactly a power move, is it? Blame is a choice that states (well, screams) “I’m a victim here.  I can’t do this, you do it.  You fix this problem.”

Was It Something I Said?

Maybe it’s our English language. Lera Boroditsky, an expert in linguistic-cultural connections, notes that in English, we’ll often say that someone broke a vase even if it was an accident, while Spanish and Japanese speakers tend to describe it as “the vase broke itself.”  She goes on to site a study in which English speakers who watched a video were much more likely to recall who accidentally popped balloons, broke eggs, or spilled drinks than Spanish or Japanese speakers. Isn’t that interesting? Boroditsky also makes a connection between the English language and our criminal-justice bent toward punishing transgressors rather than attempting to help them. But which comes first, thought or language?  Doesn’t thought create language?  We turn our thinking into words and concepts? So that doesn’t really let us off the hook… Maybe we adopt blame because it’s easier.  Maybe it’s a habit.  Maybe it’s something we learn and then practice.

A Question For You

So I ask you, why would a woman — ever in a million years — point the finger at someone else, and put herself in a position where she essentially claims no power to make a change for the better? Readers, what say you?  I’d love to hear your personal experience or something you’ve witnessed about the above question.  Thank you in advance for posting your comments below. Next Week:  Why Men Stop Helping — What YOU Said — Part 2 of 3 Continue Reading

Rise Up by Andra Day

What a great set of words for these oncoming days.

Rise Up

 
You’re broken down and tired
Of living life on a merry go round
And you can’t find the fighter
But I see it in you so we gonna walk it out
And move mountains
We gonna walk it out
And move mountains
And I’ll rise up
I’ll rise like the day
I’ll rise up
I’ll rise unafraid
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
And I’ll rise up
High like the waves
I’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
When the silence isn’t quiet
And it feels like it’s getting hard to breathe
And I know you feel like dying
But I promise we’ll take the world to its feet
And move mountains
Bring it to its feet
And move mountains
And I’ll rise up
I’ll rise like the day
I’ll rise up
I’ll rise unafraid
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
All we need, all we need is hope
And for that we have each other
And for that we have each other
And we will rise
We will rise
We’ll rise, oh, oh
We’ll rise
I’ll rise up
Rise like the day
I’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
I will rise a thousand times again
And we’ll rise up
High like the waves
We’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
We’ll rise up
And we’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
Ah, ah, ah, ah
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Songwriters: Cassandra Monique Batie / Jennifer Decilveo
Rise Up lyrics © BMG Rights Management

Terri’s book of photography combined with poetry is here! 100 Words: Small Servings of Whimsy and Wisdom to Calm the Mind and Nourish the Heart.

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Rippling Abs, Anyone?

Rippling Abs, Anyone?

During this strange time in history, I noticed y’all were tackling all sorts of interesting projects. I decided I needed one, too—something positive to remember the pandemic of 2020 by.
 
I decided to pay attention to something I had abandoned…
 
Nope, I’m not cleaning my garage. I am not organizing one single thing. I’m not planting a garden or cleaning up my yard.
 
Instead, I decided to take care of myself better. This, folks, has made all the difference for me.
 
With relatively little time and effort on my part, I feel so much better than I did a month ago.
 
On March 30, I got on the exercise bike and the yoga mat for the first time in a long time, and did 30 minutes each. I liked it so much that I decided to do it every day. But I fell short of that, and changed my commitment to every other day, which felt more manageable, reasonable, and doable.
 
I also get off the bike after every song, take a couple of sips of water, shake out my legs and arms for a few seconds, and get back on. This makes the bike project a reasonable proposition, too.
 
Daily walks of any length—by myself, or with my little guy, Jackson—are a fresh air bonus.
 
My recumbent exercise bike has pulleys to work my upper body while I pedal, which gets my heart rate up fast, and also helps my whole-body strength. It feels good to get up from writing, or doing a consulting session with a client, to do something physically challenging while listening to good music.
 
After only a month, I feel a sheet of muscles on the front of me I haven’t felt for a very, very long time. Goodness gracious. Who knew they were there. I’ll be posting rippling ab photos soon, I’m sure.
 
I have no idea what the scales have to say about my bike/yoga project—I don’t care. Paying attention to scales tends to send me sideways, and therefore, I’m ignoring them completely.
 
But—I LOVE the way I feel! Hang in there, everyone.
 

Terri’s book of photography combined with poetry is here! 100 Words: Small Servings of Whimsy and Wisdom to Calm the Mind and Nourish the Heart.

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Check Out This Troublemaker in Relationships

Check Out This Troublemaker in Relationships

Sometimes we ask intimate partners to do for us what is actually ours to do.

We ask our partner to give us the reassurance, love or appreciation we feel is missing in ourselves, with the hope that they will give us what we’re asking for—and then we’ll feel better. They’ll take care of our problem.

But when they do give us what we’re asking for, it can never be enough, because we have insufficient context for what they’ve given. We haven’t build the inner foundation to receive it, hear it, welcome it, believe it. They try to help, but their love for us falls into our void, our black hole, our love bucket with no bottom.

As always, there’s hope. Check out the video below.

Terri Crosby. http://www.incareofrelationships.com/.

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