And herein lies the dilemma: respect is fickle and if love is tethered to it, love can be whittled away with every chore left undone, embarrassing bro talk, or ugly shirt let loose upon the world.
The Fine Line Between Discernment and Criticism
Brooke Wilder
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This too can be a slippery slope, because if the so-called perfect boyfriend/husband/partner already does the dishes and vacuums, and makes fresh-squeezed orange juice in the morning, the goal posts of expectation are shifted. Love shouldn’t be defined by the pre-defined metrics of gender roles, though you’re right to note respect is a fickle thing, prone to corrosion over time.

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