I hated my husband
I didn’t fix the marriage with words. I let him land. Not with sex, but with presence. That’s when he came home.
Placement is a practice where a woman takes her natural lead. She sets herself as the centre, and her man rests in orbit around her with certainty and belonging. Through climax under her direction, his body imprints on hers. This creates stability for him, ease for her, and a bond that is anchored. He knows he belongs to you. He’s certain. He feels safe and anchored. You place him physically and emotionally. He doesn’t float. He doesn’t question. You place him. He rests in your certainty.
I didn’t fix the marriage with words. I let him land. Not with sex, but with presence. That’s when he came home.
I share my house with a man. My space. My rhythm. My bed. And because I want no drama, I tune him.
Maintenance isn’t romance. It’s placement. I don’t clear him because I owe him. I clear him because I built this house. And I keep it flowing.
Most women arrive late to their power. That’s how it works. You are not behind. You are exactly on time.