Girlfriends made appointment for me to get a tat in the heart of the Mission. I know Mission more than I know my town. I know Mission more than I know SoMa, though not by much. Girlfriends make me happy. I am totally crashing on this blonde chick, she went to grad school in Boston, lived in New York and Hoboken. She's a blonde. Affectionate, responsible and funny. She likes me. I know that. I like her because she fits my M.O. I like men and women who have gone to school in Boston and lived in New York. Added bonus if you are a blond. Sort of kind of fit my M.O. Even more added bonus if you are of German or Scandinavian decent.
They stayed with me and watched me squirm and take deep breath and cry. Better cry over the scorpion tat than the guy who broke my heart. Well, he knew that I was not straight. I knew that I needed to rebound by getting involved with a woman. I've never been with a woman besides the usual make out. I need to be with a woman. It would be kind of weird though as she is a friend of a friend.
I pissed off a guy who allegedly thought he was going to come and meet me at a spa. I am in full vengeance mode. I don't give a shit about guys lately. I sort of just want to hurt them. I have done that a couple of times. It's funny how you don't give a shit about men and then all of sudden they are interested in you. I guess I piss them off because I don't give a shit about them.
It's easy. I don't care and I make them upset. I've done that before. I don't give a shit.
This is the real me coming out. I sting. Like a scorpion. I'm a scorpio. I have a new tattoo on my upper left back near my left shoulder. I'm a leftie so that makes sense. I must embrace my leftiness.
I can careless about men. I don't give a shit because when your heart breaks, you tend to do what you do best, you resort back to another version of you. I spent 1.5 years being submissive, at work and in my personal life. But now, this version of me is much more straight forward.
I have forged great friendship and working relationship with men. and I know many men like me. But I also know that I must stay strong and stand up for myself and kick some serious ass.
That's who I am, this other version of me is the version waiting to come back out. I was so shy so sad so stuck in my sorrow and my defeat for so long. This version of me was ready to come back out the moment I rid of old.
Now I'm finally me again. I shall be strong, and feisty, I shall not tolerate bullshit and excuses. I shall walk away if I don't like something. Nobody is that important to me. I'm important to me.
So that's the thing now. I'm free.
I can be free because I am rid of my other self, the timid sad submissive self. It's not me. I'm the strong, feisty person who someone recently said, "I'm afraid of working for you." I'm not an easy person to work with. But that's who I am. I get shit done at work.
Lover boy thinks about me and texts me while on vacation with his wife. I don't text back.
The table has turned. No one, no one will have any impact on me. I have a full life, and their existence or absence makes no difference to me.
This is the lesson I have learned from exboyfriend.
No one deserves to be treated like shit.
I must never ever treat myself like shit or put up with his or anyone's shit.
I must be whom I am, always.
They stayed with me and watched me squirm and take deep breath and cry. Better cry over the scorpion tat than the guy who broke my heart. Well, he knew that I was not straight. I knew that I needed to rebound by getting involved with a woman. I've never been with a woman besides the usual make out. I need to be with a woman. It would be kind of weird though as she is a friend of a friend.
I pissed off a guy who allegedly thought he was going to come and meet me at a spa. I am in full vengeance mode. I don't give a shit about guys lately. I sort of just want to hurt them. I have done that a couple of times. It's funny how you don't give a shit about men and then all of sudden they are interested in you. I guess I piss them off because I don't give a shit about them.
It's easy. I don't care and I make them upset. I've done that before. I don't give a shit.
This is the real me coming out. I sting. Like a scorpion. I'm a scorpio. I have a new tattoo on my upper left back near my left shoulder. I'm a leftie so that makes sense. I must embrace my leftiness.
I can careless about men. I don't give a shit because when your heart breaks, you tend to do what you do best, you resort back to another version of you. I spent 1.5 years being submissive, at work and in my personal life. But now, this version of me is much more straight forward.
I have forged great friendship and working relationship with men. and I know many men like me. But I also know that I must stay strong and stand up for myself and kick some serious ass.
That's who I am, this other version of me is the version waiting to come back out. I was so shy so sad so stuck in my sorrow and my defeat for so long. This version of me was ready to come back out the moment I rid of old.
Now I'm finally me again. I shall be strong, and feisty, I shall not tolerate bullshit and excuses. I shall walk away if I don't like something. Nobody is that important to me. I'm important to me.
So that's the thing now. I'm free.
I can be free because I am rid of my other self, the timid sad submissive self. It's not me. I'm the strong, feisty person who someone recently said, "I'm afraid of working for you." I'm not an easy person to work with. But that's who I am. I get shit done at work.
Lover boy thinks about me and texts me while on vacation with his wife. I don't text back.
The table has turned. No one, no one will have any impact on me. I have a full life, and their existence or absence makes no difference to me.
This is the lesson I have learned from exboyfriend.
No one deserves to be treated like shit.
I must never ever treat myself like shit or put up with his or anyone's shit.
I must be whom I am, always.
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