As much as I welcome and adore being with a man that is in charge, I cannot feel smothered. If my man looks at me from across the room when I'm all dolled up and socializing, and doesn't smile and come up to me with the confidence that he is the one that is going home with me, everything will start to dismantle. If he tries to snuff out my creativity, my sense of fun and adventure, and general fabulousness, with jealousy and manipulation, it will soon be over. The best relationships are the one's where we celebrate each other's individuality, not fear it.