"You are a man-hater!" I have been told this numerous times by an ex. Each time he said it, I would dramatically gasp, bat my lashes, and clutch my chest like a well groomed Southern Belle. How could he say such a thing? Truth is, I knew how. I have a really strong personality. A part of this is because I had no man in my home to keep me in my place as a young woman. So when I became a grown woman, I knew no boundaries. I refused to submit to my husband, and I often berated him as a man and spouse. I expected him to lead, while I constantly grabbed the reigns and expected him to snatch them away from me. Truth is, my dysfuntion is the only way I know how to function. I function according to relationships that have malfunctioned for years. What does this mean? I am infected with disillusion, cloudy conclusions and I've been using and abusing my parent's shortcomings as a crutch to stay in touch with so much bullsh*t that doesn't help me but instead hurts and I f...
Rants, Raves, Reviews and Reflections... From A Lady With Lots Of Kinks In Her Thinking.