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10 RELATIONSHIP REALITIES FOR MEN




1.    Speak gently to her. A gentle tongue caresses her heart better than the smoothest fingers.

2.    Make her part of the decision making process. She is a partner not your child

3.    Don’t keep secrets. Secrets are like time bombs; they explode when you need sanity the most.

4.    Allow yourself to be vulnerable before her. She would love and respect you for being sincere.

5.    When she says, “I feel” about a matter, Look again and again into it. Don’t discard her feelings. They could be the only warning before doom strikes. Sometimes, you should trust her intuition.

6.    Give her a chance to contribute to the world you both live in. Women protect what they build.

7.    Defend her before your family and friends. Never scold her in public.

8.    Always take the lead. Women love it when the man is ahead. However, you must not make the bluff of taking her opinion for granted. Wise men seek the counsel of their wives. Only fools lead themselves and you aren’t one. You are a King. Kings have followers and the best followership to win is that of your spouse.


9.    Don’t just say you love her. Act like love- Be patient, Be kind, speak softly, Be considerate, Be tender, Be nice.

10.Let her live her dreams. The fulfillment she gets from that would spur her to give you her best in return.

READ: 10 Relationship Realities For Women

Committed to your fulfilment
Anne Atulaegwu

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