I give and receive love and respect in my relationship.

Respect is easier to spot in logistics than in declarations. It looks like a text asking before committing you both to a Saturday. It looks like your no being taken at face value the first time you say it.

Love and respect travel separately more often than people admit. You can be adored and still talked over. You can be respected by somebody who never touches you.

The giving and the receiving are rarely symmetrical in any given week; one of you is always carrying more. What matters is whether it evens out across a year rather than across a Tuesday.

Most people know immediately which of the two they have been thinner on.