๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฝ This will be me…

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The One And Only One Night Stand

Some men think all women are stupid ๐Ÿ˜•. This guy askes this girl over for dinner for the first time. But before he does he texts her and asks if she’s eaten yet. Although she’d had a small snack before the call, she still asked why. He said it was because he was just finishing up cooking and wanted her to come join him. So gets get sorta dolled up, reapplied her makeup and walked down to his apartment and up the stairs.

Red Flag #1
He says “I hope you don’t mind rice and beans” She thought to herself, are you serious and why are you still in your pajamas? Aren’t I good enough to even be dressed up for, or have a REAL meal created for? Sorta pissed she ate the effortlessly created meal he threw together.

They chatted a bit. She got know him a little more, still wondering why he couldn’t have slid on some jeans at least.

Red Flag #2.
Men have no respect for you, not even enough to change out of a pair of dingy pajama bottoms you caught him wearing yesterday at the local gas station ๐Ÿ™„.

Then he starts dropping hints that he wants to fuck her. He’s pretty good looking, don’t get me wrong, plus she had thought the same of him up until then. He hinted that she stay the night which she figured wouldn’t hurt. I mean he was hot ๐Ÿ”ฅ. They proceeded to his bedroom which she was immediately disgusted that his bed wasn’t made. She thought, “come dude, don’t you know how to wine and dine? At least make a girl feel comfortable!” I mean you didn’t make any efforts at all to impress me ๐Ÿ˜ .” He hadn’t even made his bed. The sheets probably hadn’t even been washed!

Red Flag #3.

When they got undressed and started kissing, he headed south, and not south to please her, but instead to finger her until she was wet to which then he attempted to proceed without a condom! She said “Hold up, where’s the condom?” He pretended to play dumb

Once it’s been a long time

My assignment from my newer therapist is to write something. Hmm…something? It seems like since I’ve been out of the abusive miserable marriage to my husband there is nothing to bitch and complain about. Isn’t that sad?

If I did write would it be dark or happy? My life isn’t completely happy, but then again what does being completely happy look like? I read and am told that only I can determine my happiness aka make it happen. I mean, I cant use the excuse anymore that when I woke up I was set out to have a good day and then my husband fucked it up before it even turned 8 am. No more excuses. I will wake up with pleasant thoughts and try to keep them pleasant throughout the day.

Broken

Broken means different things to different people based on their personal experiences. In my opinion broken means someone’s mental state being damaged temporarily or permanently by someone elses abuse. The destruction of the (I’m just gonna use the word victim) victims either mental, verbal, physical or emotional state effects them in some tramatic way. It’s more difficult for these type of people to move past it verses how easily it is the average person.