#menarestupid

people treat you when they aren't unable to

get anything out of you?"like yes, It's called;

a MAN.

I need young women to understand

that men don't know how to be anything

but cruel,no matter what level of education

they acquired, position they are in in life,

rank,ethnic group, race etc men are cruel to

their very core.male depravity is the reason

why the world is unsafe,kids die, rape exists

etc.i feel bad for Lil girls who think older

women feel jealous of them when they warn

them of the cruel nature of men.for now

honey you don't see it cuz you still have

your youth,beauty, men eat out of the palm

of your hand of course you'd protest

you think men are not cruel ? wait 15 years from now on when you have

bared those 3 kids,you will feel the

unforgiving ruthless nature of the

patriarchal man.wait until that man has to

locate where your waist is before he hugs

you because you'll be out of shape,wait

until he has to go through 3 layers of

stomach fat to find your vagina .wait until

he has to pick up your time like a blanket

and ask yourself if he still finds you

attractive despite all of that. ask women

who once had your youthful beauty and

they'll tell you with each year that passes

you'll feel even more invisible than you did

the last time.you can fall off to an almost

certain death and they'll walk over you like

you didn't almost die.

nurture the relationships you have with

women and decenter men.you may think

you already don't experience male traffic but

you never seen it in its truly unforgiving

force. you'll be 40 wearing your most best fit

that you got in your wardrobe, you'll look

like your loom was Venus herself and no a

single one of them will bat an eye in your

direction.enjoy whatever previledges they

give you and don't forget to rub some on

their faces because believe when it's their

turn they will go raw on you and not hold

back a thang and happy NOVEMBER to

(Context)My family and I we're joking about the fried rice because we really like it and I didn't want to share.

My dad: OOO! I'm craving some fried rice so I should have some

Me: Remember when your opinion was invalid (I said this in a joking tone, should I add)

Him: AhHhHhHh I'm GoNnA kIlL mYsElF

May I say, I just had a really bad depressive episode and I was wanting unalive. Today was the first day in a few weeks were everything was going fine for me but then he goes and makes this "joke".

 ladies connect the dots ; the "I am not a cheater" bell rings everytime you claim agency over your body, when you want to be respected, when you set boundaries, when you claim your space and literally when you want to be seen, heard and treated like a human being with dignity. 

When an Italian man says “Let me cook you dinner” my instant thought is oooooohhhh a man who can cook AND wants to show off his culinary delights! 

How amazing and who doesn’t love a good pasta dish or veal parmigiana, I ask myself in jest.   The reality is men, in general, have an over inflated sense of self. Of course women, in general, are too polite to tell a man otherwise. So they bumble through life thinking that what mama told them all those years is actually true.  News flash...your mama lied because she loves you. 

Not this mama....

I waited with anticipation from the night before. I didn’t want to feel bloated and the next day ate like a bird so naturally I was starving but felt slim as my stomach was virtually empty.  I arrive with a bottle of wine and some chocolate for my date hosting this exquisite meal he was preparing.

I’m greeted at the front door and walk into a beautiful townhouse.  Well decorated and a faint smell of vanilla from the strategically placed candles.  I was expecting a romantic table setting only to see our dinner placemats set up on the island of the kitchen.  THE KITCHEN ISLAND. The dining room table is on display with no apparent use other than...decoration. 

I see the stove top with various pots and as the pots continue to boil he pours me a HALF glass of wine and begins to give me a dissertation of the special SOUP he has made that he was taught while living in Vietnam.  

Here is the magic.  Are you ready????....chicken stock, 3 whole carrots and shredded celery.  THAT'S IT! No noodles, no rice, NO nothing!!  I asked him if this was the starter and that I was expecting something a little more elaborate.  He then whipped up a salad of...lettuce, just lettuce and pulled out the 2 drumettes that he boiled in the soup as the “main course”.

WTF!!!!  I let out a giggle and told him had I known what to expect I would have provided myself more sustenance throughout the day.  He wasn’t too pleased with my comment.  The talk track in my head is my daughter at the age of 7 could have made this soup and just googled it. I should have said to him as well, but my full on vigilante hadn't quite evolved at that time. 

Night ended with us watching a movie and me coyly rejecting his physical advances. 

Ghosting sucks! It happens to everyone, What’s even worse is when that ghost comes back wanting a second chance or has some inane excuse as to why they ghosted in the first place.

My theory is that men, I’m sure like women, entertain multiple conversations with people at the same time and gravitate to the person that is most likely to fulfill their instant need for gratification. 

When the other prospects don’t seem as interesting or require more effort to woo, ghosting is inevitable.

So what happens when that ghost reappears weeks, months or even years later like nothing has happened? How do you handle it? Do you give them a second chance?

I’m a big believer in ball busting😂 If the person was not mature enough to tell you they lost interest or that they have made a connection they would like to see through, then I like to play a little game.

FAV ghosting recall story:  Guy ghosts after making a FIRM date.  Date, time and location all established.  Day of date, I text to confirm and get NO response. Clearly, another fishy in the sea has caught this man’s attention or he has died.  There really is no other viable explanation for ghosting.  6 weeks later he texts me out of the blue and says “hey, how about that drink?”  So I coyly reply “yes please 😉”. We establish where and when to meet and I tell him that I hope he actually comes this time and he tells me some sorry excuse about having had  to “work” the last time.  He is a physical therapist.  Our previous date was set for 9:30 as his clinic closes at 9pm.  He ghosted me at 3pm lol.  

So flash forward we are sitting in the pub, we order drinks and I lean over with a cute smile and say “so what happened last time?”.  THIS was his explanation. He had a last minute client show up and he couldn't leave.  Really???  At 3pm you knew that a last minute client would show up at 9pm?  I called him out on his bullshit.  He then got real angry at me for accusing him of lying .  Funny how a liar gets so angry when they get called out 🤣

He was raising his voice to the point where the other patrons in the bar were staring as I sat there and smiled.  “You agreed to a date just so you can shame me?”  YUP!!

He grabbed his jacket from the back of the seat and flung it causing the chair to topple over.  “Go sweetheart, we are done here, I’ll take care of the drinks”. I winked at him and he literally ran out the door. GROWN ass man ran out the door!