In 2019, I promised to be honest with myself about everything and not tuck things away.
So today, will be a venting session about plucking men off my list of “things to do.”
I now feel a peace, I feel alone but not lonely. I feel detached from BS, and broken promises, and only feel the freedom of spending time with myself.
I was talking to my grandmother the other day and she said, “you dating anybody yet? you gotta make sure you’re mixing it up.”
People will convince you that you need to be dating, but I’m tired of, “what’s your favorite color,” and informing grown men that I hate nicknames, and yup I can cook, and no I’m not cooking for you. I’m tired of trying to get to know people, and being asked, “wyd” until I die.
Times have changed Grandma.
I’m tired of nig—men asking me when I’m coming back home, cause I’m NOT. And I’m tired of hearing, “I’ll come to Boston.” Cause you’re NOT and if you showed up, you would be left outside.
I look forward to being in my house by myself after work everyday, and doing the little weird things that make me smile, and falling asleep without a man asking me why I didn’t say goodnight.
Y’all I dated a man, who would literally open an investigation if I didn’t say goodnight, the night prior. The only man who can question me why I didn’t say goodnight, will be my husband and we will never have that issue because I will be in the bed with him.
I also dated this man who continuously reminded me that he didn’t want a relationship but confessed on a daily basis, how much he missed me and if we lived in the same state, and I quote, “the way I would cater to you.” Y’all….
Men are confusing.
Dating is exhausting.
So I’m giving myself 2-3 years to be completely single, and freeing myself of the get to know you phase, because I am tired.
I just needed to vent, chat later.
Stay focused, Stay organized, Stay inspired.
Love,
J
