Suddenly I am with a boyfriend who does well. Normally my boyfriends and one ex-fiance have been anything but ambitious. Actually I was more ambitious than them even in high school when I worked at the local pizza joint. Now I am a small business owner in Midtown Manhattan and I have a boyfriend who is going to inherit and obtain anything he sets his mind too.
Well what about me! What am I supposed to do. Sit back and watch, I need more me time. Don't just say bye when I get out of the car say "Oh I will miss every second you are away from me, your body and kisses are on my mind at all times." The loser boys said that kind of stuff. Oh and to make it even worse he is a do-gooder! You know the type, the ones who get up on Saturdays and help out family members, drive old people to get their groceries and do lawn work for free. Well how am I supposed to respond, the nicest thing I have done lately was let a woman with a stroller get on the subway first. I can't compete with that. I need to be the center of his world and he is the center. I want to be the one who he thinks about constantly not his work. He is a sweet guy, with a loving heart and so precious. But I need more. After all who is this about . . . me!!
domingo, 25 de octubre de 2009
loser ex-boyfriend
I'm angry at Doug of Alexander Heights. After three years without him he could have done the right thing and left me and my daughter alone. We were happy. But no, he persisted for three years - calling up my relatives, calling here calling there trying to track me down. AND FOR WHAT! To be the biggest SOB on this earth. these are the lies he told: he loves me, he wants to marry me, he wants us to grow old together. I started getting suspicious when he told me he still goes out on "family" outings with his ex. I wanted to meet his kids - he did it behind the exes back. I wanted to meet his parents - he made excuses. OH and when we were to get married he was going to change his surname. WHY so he could have two women on the go. His ex and me. Well here's to you Doug: thanks for kicking my dog. Thanks for trying to con my parents that you were sincere. Thanks for bonking your ex and me and whoever else you prey on. Thanks for wanting to get rid of my daughter. Thanks for the mind games so you could manipulate me over and over. Thanks for the whopping lies - you are brilliant. Thanks for all the things which I'm yet to discover you gave me. Thanks for being such a wonderful human being!!
I am angry because my boyfriend is always late. If he is supposed to meet me somewhere or pick me up from my place, he will be anywhere from 30 minutes to 3 hours LATE. But the worst of it is that he never even bothers to call me and let me know! A little respect would be nice! It's too much to ask.....
Im so pissed off because my bf thinks just because i have a ar i'll drive him everywhere.
well tonight we were supposed to go to a friends house out in the country he knew i wouldnt have any money for gas but he still expected me to drive him. and get this the cheap asshole had money and he never pays for gas. so needless to say i didnt get to go but surprise srprise the asshole found a way there and couldnt find me a way there. im an attractive 18 year old female i think that i could do alot better. and not to mention he got pissed at me because i couldnt drive him. well hello buddy pay for gas. i would like to know what kind of asshole treats a good hard working girl that way. well im going to break up with him when he calls me back so now im single sexy and free woohoo!!
well tonight we were supposed to go to a friends house out in the country he knew i wouldnt have any money for gas but he still expected me to drive him. and get this the cheap asshole had money and he never pays for gas. so needless to say i didnt get to go but surprise srprise the asshole found a way there and couldnt find me a way there. im an attractive 18 year old female i think that i could do alot better. and not to mention he got pissed at me because i couldnt drive him. well hello buddy pay for gas. i would like to know what kind of asshole treats a good hard working girl that way. well im going to break up with him when he calls me back so now im single sexy and free woohoo!!
This goes out to all the ladies and gay gentlemen who have ever had to deal with the romantic complications of MEN! UGH! I am SO angry at my boyfriend because he does so many things that irk me. one.. why pout? if something doesn't go your way, get over it! Two.. If i want to talk to you calmly about something that is bothering me, listen and don't get mad at me because I am mad at you! That is so immature! Three.. leave your disrespectful women jokes with the pigs who invented them. Four.. when i ask you why you did something, don't EVER say "I Dunnno" give me a half decent answer. Five.. when i get off work and i am tired, instead of asking me to go get you something to eat, offer to rub my feet! Six.. if i can't talk to other men, then you can't talk to other women! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME FEEL INFERIOR WITHOUT MY CONSENT!
I'm angry that you can't see what is right in front of you and would rather gallavant around with ignorant, meaningless sluts than spend time with me. i hate that you ignore me when it's convenient for you, but hang out with me as if nothing ever happened if you don't have anything else to do. i can't believe that you have done this to me...you seem so sweet but really i think you are heartless. what is wrong with you? you let your ex fuck you up so much that you are unable to have a decent relationship, and now i am afraid that you have done the same to me. your indifference is maddening.
sábado, 24 de octubre de 2009
I don't think you could get much worse than being with my boyfriend. I will call him Lance A. Boil, or just Lance.
Lance and I have lived together for the past two and a half years. At first we got on all right but it quickly became apparent to me that I would pretty much have to carry the relationship if I wanted one at all. I work pretty much full time in a job that takes alot out of me while Lance sits at home, agonizing about "always being alone." I recently lost one of my handicapped clients which sent Lance into an emotional tailspin rivaled only by an f-5 tornado. This "downsizing" was through no fault of my own but now he's insisting I apply through this other agency to try and get those hours back. The agency I already work for prohibits working for competing agencies -- how would it look to them if their star employee defected to the competition?? He won't shut up about it at all and his constant harping about it is threatening to drive me crazy.
Lance hasn't contributed too much to the household besides taking me back and forth to work (I am still working on getting a driver's license) This is the one area where he truly has me by the short and curlies. Every time I get fed up with his shoddy behavior and want to leave he says "ok, walk to work then!" !!! As the main breadwinner, i need to be able to get back and forth to work -- no choice!!! I promise you things will be different when i eventually get my license!!!
Lance doesn't pay me a single cent in rent or utilities. Often times I have ended up paying his child support for him so he doesn't end up w/o a driver's license himself. I pretty much support the both of us. Rent and all utilities are paid and we have groceries although Lance blames me for the cable being shut off so now he can't watch his favorite show. Lance blames me for pretty much everything from having no money to his big toe hurting. If I spend $400 or $500 on him, that's all right -- but if I spend $30 on a CD for myself, forget it. I'm NOT telling him about the $100 I spent on myself recently -- boy would he have a fit...and anyway I don't see where that is his business!!!
The reason for my anger and seeming hostility? Lance is a verbally abusive, controlling, extremely hostile man. Any time I open up to anyone about what life is like at home and Lance finds out, I get the third degree. I'm not supposed to tell you that when he gets extremely bad, he threatens suicide and cuts his own arms. I'm not supposed to tell you he kicked one of our cats so that the poor animal became airborne. (He cried a river after I chewed him out for that one but all I could feel for him was icy contempt.) I'm not supposed to associate with any other men. I'm not supposed to have an opinion or take a course of action other than what he prescribes. Watch carefully at our friendly get togethers -- I invariably become the butt of all his and his friends' jokes. (To her credit, his best friend's girlfriend asks them what's wrong with them.) Lance tries his best to control how I spend my money, what I eat, etc. If we go to Wal Mart or the store and I go off on my own he gets very huffy and insists I need constant adult supervision (I'm a woman of 29!). If I get him a gift, and its not something he specifically wanted, then its all wrong. He does his best to humiliate me and put me in my place but I have stood firm despite his telling me "I'm making a scene". I told him last week I was sick of the manipulation crap so he better just stop with it. He very nearly drove me to the edge before -- I was seething with rage and he was crying to me on the telephone after I snapped and started to call him every name in the book. Why? Because he told me to put a close friend on "Ignore". Needless to say I disregarded that one completely. It's tragic when you seek refuge in work and household chores -- this isn't living -- this is trying not to have the living shit beaten out of you one more time.
Yes I love this man but he's a trip without luggage -- one which two ex wives decided to cancel -- he says they were b*tches -- I personally think they are smart -- I'm biding my time!!!! Watch out you screwed up sonofabitch!!!! YOU'RE GONNA GET YOURS!!
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Lance and I have lived together for the past two and a half years. At first we got on all right but it quickly became apparent to me that I would pretty much have to carry the relationship if I wanted one at all. I work pretty much full time in a job that takes alot out of me while Lance sits at home, agonizing about "always being alone." I recently lost one of my handicapped clients which sent Lance into an emotional tailspin rivaled only by an f-5 tornado. This "downsizing" was through no fault of my own but now he's insisting I apply through this other agency to try and get those hours back. The agency I already work for prohibits working for competing agencies -- how would it look to them if their star employee defected to the competition?? He won't shut up about it at all and his constant harping about it is threatening to drive me crazy.
Lance hasn't contributed too much to the household besides taking me back and forth to work (I am still working on getting a driver's license) This is the one area where he truly has me by the short and curlies. Every time I get fed up with his shoddy behavior and want to leave he says "ok, walk to work then!" !!! As the main breadwinner, i need to be able to get back and forth to work -- no choice!!! I promise you things will be different when i eventually get my license!!!
Lance doesn't pay me a single cent in rent or utilities. Often times I have ended up paying his child support for him so he doesn't end up w/o a driver's license himself. I pretty much support the both of us. Rent and all utilities are paid and we have groceries although Lance blames me for the cable being shut off so now he can't watch his favorite show. Lance blames me for pretty much everything from having no money to his big toe hurting. If I spend $400 or $500 on him, that's all right -- but if I spend $30 on a CD for myself, forget it. I'm NOT telling him about the $100 I spent on myself recently -- boy would he have a fit...and anyway I don't see where that is his business!!!
The reason for my anger and seeming hostility? Lance is a verbally abusive, controlling, extremely hostile man. Any time I open up to anyone about what life is like at home and Lance finds out, I get the third degree. I'm not supposed to tell you that when he gets extremely bad, he threatens suicide and cuts his own arms. I'm not supposed to tell you he kicked one of our cats so that the poor animal became airborne. (He cried a river after I chewed him out for that one but all I could feel for him was icy contempt.) I'm not supposed to associate with any other men. I'm not supposed to have an opinion or take a course of action other than what he prescribes. Watch carefully at our friendly get togethers -- I invariably become the butt of all his and his friends' jokes. (To her credit, his best friend's girlfriend asks them what's wrong with them.) Lance tries his best to control how I spend my money, what I eat, etc. If we go to Wal Mart or the store and I go off on my own he gets very huffy and insists I need constant adult supervision (I'm a woman of 29!). If I get him a gift, and its not something he specifically wanted, then its all wrong. He does his best to humiliate me and put me in my place but I have stood firm despite his telling me "I'm making a scene". I told him last week I was sick of the manipulation crap so he better just stop with it. He very nearly drove me to the edge before -- I was seething with rage and he was crying to me on the telephone after I snapped and started to call him every name in the book. Why? Because he told me to put a close friend on "Ignore". Needless to say I disregarded that one completely. It's tragic when you seek refuge in work and household chores -- this isn't living -- this is trying not to have the living shit beaten out of you one more time.
Yes I love this man but he's a trip without luggage -- one which two ex wives decided to cancel -- he says they were b*tches -- I personally think they are smart -- I'm biding my time!!!! Watch out you screwed up sonofabitch!!!! YOU'RE GONNA GET YOURS!!
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domingo, 6 de septiembre de 2009
Boyfriend Horror Show
I'm 37 and I'm so sick of people's unrealistic expectations of each other. Guess what folks, the supermodels and captains of industry date each other, not us mere mortals!
I've tried blind dates, internet personals, etc. Both genders are equally guilty of the unrealistic expectations. Women will reject a guy because of his car or his job or his tie. How freakin' stupid. But as a woman, I have more experience w/the stupidity of men. I see guys who have a few extra pounds on them (like I do) and a receding hairline who don't want to date me because they think a supermodel's going to date them. Yeah, right.
Keep dreaming boys. In the meantime, I'm going shopping for a new personal appliance for the physical part and I figure Mr. Coffee and a dog can take care of the intellectual and companionship part.
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