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If you can't take the heat....

I'm very proud of myself.  In all this self-transformation, the one thing I have finally realized is, it's okay to stand up for yourself.  In my divorce I managed to finally take a stand, but found myself afterwards, still walking around, worrying too much about hurting feelings and less about what was best for me.  I can proudly say, during the past month, and everything sort of falling into place, I realized, you're gonna hurt feelings sometimes. You can't make EVERYONE happy.

I've lost a friend or two because of this, but the bottom line is, they really weren't friends to begin with.  One used me as an alibi without my knowledge and dragged me in the middle of tons of drama, the other wanted to keep me on the backburner as a potential girlfriend in case the perfect woman never came along.  I made it clear that I indeed was one hell of a catch.

Guys, let me tell you something, I am all for keeping your options open if you are not in an exclusive relationship, however, it's really disrespectful, rude and downright tacky to pursue other women while in the presence of someone you claim to be interested in.  This of course applies to women as well.

Yeah, he got busted.  Called out.  And couldn't take the heat so he decided since I spoke up for myself and called him on his bullshit that he needed to take me off his FB friends list.  *Excuse me, I need to cry*  Apparently he didn't like the me that told him just what I thought.  Oh well, again, I'm one hell of a catch.

I like barbie and barbie, jr. land.  The only drama you will find is the occasional fight between pets, raccoons getting in the trash, and occasionally me calling out asshat on allowing Ms. Asshat have too much say regarding Barbie Jr.  Nobody is the boss of us (well, except for me).  Don't get me wrong, my eye is out there on a few people, but I'm not pushing.  I figure when the time is right, he'll come along.  In the meantime I'll just enjoy the amusement and fun at Barbie Land.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Well this asshole is sorry for that. I dont know what else to say...we all make mistakes and that was a big one on my part. Your right to have been upset and you are a gret catch.

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