My tolerance for shenanigans has decreased drastically in the last few months. I have been mentally compiling a list of "Shit I'm not here for". This is my personal list and I'm sure everyone has their own list of stuff they can't fuck with but I felt like getting mine down in writing. People at my door Do you have a package? Do you have delivery food? If you can't answer yes to either of these questions, go away. Proselytizing... nope. Energy scam... Naw. No. I have said it before and I will say it again: I ain't pay all these door monies to have people up in here knocking on my door. If I don't know you or you aren't invited, go tf away. You could be Ed McMahon with some money. Idgaf. Get off my stoop. People with too much energy When people have a manic level of energy, that shit makes my spirit uneasy. Rather than deal with that, I'll just walk away. Too tired for this shit. People who lie about dumb stuff I'm 35 (soon). I...
Preface: Let me start by stating that I postponed my LSATs. I need to work further on my Reading Comprehension and the hiatus that I took from writing has left me feeling completely unprepared for the actual writing section. It’s funny how the step that I took to leave me to focus on my studying diminished my confidence to actually perform on the test. Go figure. I’d love to fill you in on everything, but there is too much to tackle as to what has happened over the last few months so I’ll hit the highlights and then try and narrow in on the last two days. I’ve taken a break from dating. There are a lot of reasons for this break. I have a severe commitment-phobia. If I am seeing someone who is generally interested, I bolt. If I am seeing someone who doesn’t give a fuck, I linger. This is crazy-behavior. I’m happier single. I am. I am not really friends with any of my exes. Because before we started dating we weren’t really friends either. I have found all parts of sex pretty disappo...
The team is reunited and I've never been happier. I have people from the various phases and ages of my life dating back 20 years. The least tenured is 6 months. They each speak to and understand a part of me and I feel complete. Not fully understood by any one of them but recognized and appreciated by each. It's strange but good. And as I feel more fulfilled, I am better able to accept and embrace compersion. Everyone deserves to feel seen like I feel and I want this for them. I did realize that I can no longer talk to anyone under 35. The divide is too vast and given my druthers I would prefer a man over 40. A little gray hair. Like a grown ass man. That's what I am into in my old age and I think the younger set thinks they are doing me a solid and I will put up with more bs because they are "young and hot" when in fact I am making concessions to deal with them at all. In revisiting the tenured men, I realized that I only really entertain men with commitment i...
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