When a woman says, “You don’t love me anymore,” she’s not making an observation, she’s setting a trap. Women don’t process facts the way men do. They skip the analysis and throw an accusation, hoping you’ll do all the thinking for them. She wants you to scramble to disprove her claim, to fill in the blanks she never bothered to consider.
You don’t play that game.
Woman: You don’t love me anymore.
Man: Hold up, do you love me?
Woman: Of course I do, I’m saying you don’t love me.
Man: Then my conscience is clear, if you love me, it’s because I’ve done right by you. I give you my effort, my presence, my protection. So the love is there. But now I need to know, what’s making you feel guilty enough to question it? If I’m doing my part, and you still feel unloved, that tells me something isn’t right on your side. Maybe you should leave before I find out what you’ve been hiding.
