Funny that this subject should come up, when I’m finally in a relationship with a man who treats me with respect fit for a queen, but it did and it really made me think.
So here’s the scoop. My guy is genuinely the life and soul of his social circle, he’s very respected locally, very well known, bubbly, outgoing and has banter for days; so naturally females flock to wherever he is with compliments and fluttering eyelashes. Shit is funny to me … most of the time. Not because I have a false sense of security but because I truly believe he knows what he has here (our family) isn’t something he ever wants to lose and he KNOWS that if I ever found out he had been less than loyal to me, I’d be out like a light in a squat. I’ve put up with too much bullshit in past relationships to even consider putting up with anyone who is untrustworthy.
Anyway so recently a female threw herself at him, partially his fault because he was maybe a little too friendly for my liking; so she took that and ran with it. Ran with it all the way onto my damn nerves, then rented a hotel on my nerves and threw a fucking party on them. You get how irritated I was?
Well I decided that I wasn’t letting this one slide, I let a lot of shit slide and this wasn’t about to slide on out like it was nothing. Mainly because I felt disrespected. This girl had seen pictures plastered all over social media sites of our family unit, had liked pictures of me, had liked pictures of our family and then this is what killed me… had liked pictures of my son. How you gonna like pictures of my family unit with one hand, and then with the other hand try and tear that shit apart?
Nah I’m not gonna go for it!
So I messaged her and basically let her know that bitch I see you!
She hit me back with some generic shit about how why was I coming at her when I should be coming at him.
I’ll be real, she had me for a minute.
And then that minute was gone and I remembered what my real issue was. I remembered what my real issue was and I gave that shit to her straight, no chaser. I said
“Don’t worry about him, I’ll handle that. But you. Woman to woman, or woman to little girl; however you want to receive it. I get it, you have no loyalty to me; why should you? If a married man wants to wine you and dine you and then crawl on back to his family, well then that’s his wifes problem right? Wrong. It’s your problem. Because all you’re doing is reiterating that you aren’t SHIT. Let me tell you this, the only woman that eats off another womans plate is a woman with no means to get a plate of her own.“
And I hit send, and I ain’t heard back from that bitch since. All of this truly made me think. We for some reason seem to relinquish people from the responsibility of the trauma caused when they engage in extra marital relations. I say extra marital and I mean all things outside of your relationship, doesn’t have to be marriage. But I don’t understand why we do that. We hear all the time, that if your man cheats or strays, then don’t ever come after the woman; only ever come after him. Well I stick as many middle fingers as I can find up to that sentiment because it’s nonsense. When a woman knows that a man has a woman, a wife, a girlfriend, a family or whatever and she continues to pursue him; she cosigns on the blame. I’m sorry. I don’t care if that bitch don’t know me, she knew OF me and to me that too is disrespectful.
So I reiterate… if a woman (or man) KNOWINGLY pursues a man who has a family, a girlfriend, a wife or whatever, WHEN his stupid ass gets caught out, she cannot plead the fucking fifth. SHE too should be read completely because she too disrespected the fuck outta you.
And that …
Is all ! xx