The Citation (Tool)
One page, five sentences, handwritten by your husband — about you. The problem is obvious: you can't hand a man a sheet asking him to praise you. So this one isn't from you. It's addressed to him, it says you didn't ask for it, and you leave the room while he writes.
On Wednesday I wrote that pride only counts if it reaches him.
This is the other direction. One page. Five sentences. Handwritten by your husband, about you.
And no — you don't have to ask him for it. That's the whole design. The sheet is addressed to him, and the first line tells him you didn't request it. You print it, say this is this week's task, put it down, and leave the room.
What comes back is the version he actually thinks. Not the version you managed.
And that's an important lesson for you. Right, cuck?
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