Millions of women are trying to answer an eternal question – how do I make my man happy and how do I please him in order to have a happy and healthy relationship? If you are reading this now, congratulations – you are at the right place.
So how do you please your man, how do you make a man want you, and, most importantly, how do you keep your man and make him come back again and again?
I believe that this subject should be taught in high school. Why? Because if a woman is not happy in a relationship, she is not able to concentrate on her work, family, and social life. If women knew how to operate in a relationship smoothly, they would be able to safe lots of time and positive energy for other areas of their life.
How to Please Your Man 101
Written by Lana -Everyone wants to be in love, because it’s not just a good feeling, it’s an utterly different life style. Once you’re with someone who is constantly in the back of your mind, someone whose happiness satisfies you as much as your own, your life becomes significantly easier and harder at the same time. On one hand you are no longer searching for that little speck of attention from random people at bars, clubs and parties; you have someone to hold you and love you every night; problems you used to crumble over become easily solvable because two minds work so much better than one mind, just like two souls work better than one lonely soul.
On the other hand though, you now have to figure out a way to give up 50% of yourself in order to be 100% with that person, because no two souls are ever exactly alike. I believe that if someone is worth it though, changing yourself becomes inevitable.
I myself am going through this change although it’s been a long time coming since I met my boyfriend. When we met, in a crowd of friends, I had no idea I would be this sprung a year and a half later. He was everything I never wanted when judged purely on his looks, but he made it abundantly clear that I was everything he wanted.
Something about his confidence made him slightly more attractive to me, so I developed a need to be around him. It took me a couple of months to realize that my friendship with him was interfering. I no longer wanted to go anywhere if I knew he wasn’t there, and when we were somewhere together, our night would not end there after all our friends scattered, It would end somewhere at a view or a quiet street at around 5 am.
We would spend our time talking, laughing, or sometimes just sitting quietly and listening to music; Hours of the day or the night did not matter to either one of us anymore because they all went by just as fast when we were together.
Finally, on a night no different than our usual, I got the courage to tell him how I feel, and then we kissed. It was a kiss that lasted long after it ended, from the first second of it’s perfect existence I knew I was in love, and when it lingered on my lips long after we had parted ways, I knew I never wanted to let him go.
Almost two years passed since that sensational kiss and I still don’t ever want to let him go. Like all couples we’ve had our ups and downs, but unlike all couples we made it through them and only loved each other more afterwards. We did find out that we’re very different people, and often had intense argument’s because of that, but we decided that we wont let things like that drive us apart. Instead we’re going to learn from them and make small changes in ourselves to avoid them in the future.
Written by Lana ~ The first time I laid eyes on my ex, I thought he was the most handsome man in the world. Although after thinking about it for a minute I realized that I haven’t really seen much of the world. I was also chubby and in the middle of a weird phase, so we didn’t hit it of right away. We did become good friends though, and that lasted for two years, during which I lost weight, grew and dyed my hair, and changed my personality quite a bit.
Then, on a normal night of pigging out and watching movies at his house, he kissed me. I could lie and say it was the best kiss in the world, but honestly, the first thing that popped into my head was: “Really? This is what I’ve been waiting for?” I felt nothing, but since I waited for that moment for years, I let myself keep doing it for the next couple of weeks until it consumed me.
After we started officially dating, I gave him my body, and thought we would be together forever. I never imagined my best friend would deceive me in any way, and when it happened the first time, I forgave him without even thinking about it. “It was just a kiss” he said. So I continued to let myself fall deeper.
We did everything together, and I really thought he needed me, until the first time he said “I just don’t feel like having a girlfriend right now.” This break up had me crying for weeks, and on the days I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, I called him to hang out “as friends”. Of course to him it was a chance to have sex with me without dealing with commitment.
Finally I got the strength to stay away from him for a couple weeks and before I knew it he wanted me back; I took him back without giving it another thought. Throughout our three year relationship he broke up with me the same way over twenty times and every time, when he came back I gladly accepted him.
Probably because I didn’t think anyone would love me the way he did; I was wrong. Not only was I wrong about that, I was wrong about him, because when I finally got the courage to snoop through his text’s I found the answers I tried so hard to deny in my head.
Yes, he was texting other girls, including his ex girlfriend who he had slept with behind my back numerous times. I was so devastated and furious that I stormed out of his house and told him to never speak to me again. Not too long passed before he was at my door again; this time with flowers. They were so beautiful I had to take him back, but even pretty flowers couldn’t keep us together for long and subconsciously I never really forgave him.
After our third year of breaking up, making up, lying, cheating and pretending that we were okay I went on vacation. I only spent a week in Hawaii with one of my best friends but for some odd reason when I got back home I just didn’t love him anymore. He tried all his old tricks on me but they no longer lit up my heart, and I knew I had to move on.
Sometimes I got lonely and other times when he came to me crying I wanted to just hug him and tell him that everything is okay, and I love him too, but that was no longer true. It’s been years since my break up, and now it’s very hard to look back and understand why I spent so long crying when I could have been happy, but that’s just life I guess.