Who are you
I neither respect you nor pity you.
I am not good at respecting fairness…
I am not good at applauding broken options.
I do not respect a woman who is content to be a shadow in a man's life.
No woman would accept being summoned when needed and banished in public.
Nor those who chose to live on the margins, subsisting on a secret.
And she adorns herself with an illusion called “love”.
I do not respect a woman who accepted being a second wife out of lust rather than necessity, nor one who accepted a marriage without dignity.
Nor should she approach a married man
She knows for certain that she is destroying a house to build an illusion.
A woman who accepts half a man, or a quarter of a man,
Or a man who only sees her in secret.
She openly admits that she relinquished her femininity and self-worth before he did. What respect is due to a relationship like that?
Its owner denies it publicly and is ashamed of its name.
And he's ashamed to admit it?
A woman who lives off the remains of another woman does not build a life…
Instead, she lives off the crumbs of a dignity that isn't hers. But the truly honorable woman, the wise one, aware of her worth,
Do not accept being a substitute, nor a secret partner.
Not a wound in another woman's heart. A true woman knows this well.
Need does not justify falling, solitude is more honorable than a humiliating relationship, and waiting for one's destiny with dignity is essential.
A thousand times better than a worthless relationship.
The girl remains honored and respected in her parents' home.
The widow or divorcee remains with her head held high.
It is better for her than to become a cause of pain or a tool of destruction.
Or a scar on someone else's life. Or an insult to herself.
This is not cruelty, this is clarity. And it is not an insult.
Rather, it is an explicit defense of women's dignity.
Who deserves a perfect man and a perfect life
And respect that is neither hidden nor borrowed.
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