My big Fuck You to the men in my Life
At the current time I can not remember a single thing a man has done that impressed me. In fact, I can not remember why I ever liked men. Currently do not care if I'm turning into a bitter, man-hater, because the men I've known in my life have been so unbelievably selfish and unimpressive.
I refuse to settle for the assholes I've had in the past. If they're typical of men then I want nothing to do with the male sex. I'd rather be the "cat lady" then settle for that.
Three major relationships and I always come out with nothing. James was an improvment from Ian and Jon, but we're still split up. He tells me he wants to get back together, that he loves me and needs me, but he's still at work from 9am - 12am so I can never get through to talk to him. What does he need me so badly for? He wouldn't even be there to be with me!
This is fucking unbelievable! I'm so tired of it. I'm tired of being what my boyfriends "need" me to be, what about what I need? What about what I want? No one seems to care that those needs aren't being met! Fuck that. I refuse to do it. I refuse to let another man treat me like a hole, or a teddy bear, or his mother. I refuse to put another guy before me. If a guy wants me, and really deserves me, then he'll work fucking hard to get me. I'm tired of being used. I don't deserve that, and I certainly won't take it.
Fuck you to every guy that has ever cheated on his gf or wife. Fuck you to any guy that has ever hit any women or any man for any reason other than self-defense. Fuck you to any guy that makes promises and never keeps them. Fuck you to my father and to every single asshole I dated that didn't treat me right. Fuck you Jon, fuck you Ian, and fuck you James. I'm done with you.
I refuse to settle for the assholes I've had in the past. If they're typical of men then I want nothing to do with the male sex. I'd rather be the "cat lady" then settle for that.
Three major relationships and I always come out with nothing. James was an improvment from Ian and Jon, but we're still split up. He tells me he wants to get back together, that he loves me and needs me, but he's still at work from 9am - 12am so I can never get through to talk to him. What does he need me so badly for? He wouldn't even be there to be with me!
This is fucking unbelievable! I'm so tired of it. I'm tired of being what my boyfriends "need" me to be, what about what I need? What about what I want? No one seems to care that those needs aren't being met! Fuck that. I refuse to do it. I refuse to let another man treat me like a hole, or a teddy bear, or his mother. I refuse to put another guy before me. If a guy wants me, and really deserves me, then he'll work fucking hard to get me. I'm tired of being used. I don't deserve that, and I certainly won't take it.
Fuck you to every guy that has ever cheated on his gf or wife. Fuck you to any guy that has ever hit any women or any man for any reason other than self-defense. Fuck you to any guy that makes promises and never keeps them. Fuck you to my father and to every single asshole I dated that didn't treat me right. Fuck you Jon, fuck you Ian, and fuck you James. I'm done with you.
posted by Anonymous | 6:00 pm
That was awesome. Sometimes, I feel this way as well.
You're being a bit inconsistent.
You "refuse to put a man before your own life" and yet rant about this James dude who works from 9am to 12am?
You resent being used as a hole/teddy-bear/mother surrogate and yet want this guy to put his life on hold and spend all his time wooing you?
Who's the one who's unbelievably selfish and unimpressive now?
Why don't chicks like you just shut up and stay in the kitchen? Naked, of course, in heels and pearls, cooking a roast. (Now that's what being bitter and sexist really sounds like).
Ah huh, lambchop. I see. Me bad. Sorry. I stumbled across this website not knowing what it was.
(But why the hell does he get high while fishing?!)
S'ok, this fella got your drift, venting is a fine thing to do.
Many guys really are bastards but can I suggest the guy working 15 hour days is more trapped than anything... it may be appropriate to leave him if that can't work, but it needn't happen in tears or with anger. He probably has a slightly twisted notion that he's doing 'the right thing', something instilled by parents or education, that he's preparing for family or something.
Sometimes we want to direct anger or blame somewhere if a relationship doesn't work out, when actually it just wasn't meant to work out.
I bet he's in Mergers and Acquisitions...
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I think it's great to embrace anger, even for a moment, because it brings one close to the source of their stress, so they can find a way out of it or deal with it. I didn't take it to be an edict on all men, I don't hate all men but I've sure felt this type of anger on occasions when relationships have gone to shit, or I've felt that I'd have to go out and buy an Almanac to figure out some bastard's behaviour only to realise it had more to do with their fractured emotional development. It's okay to acknowlege the feeling rather than pretend.
You are being far too kind and understanding. This world would indeed be a far better place with out all of the genetically crippled oxygen thieves masquerading as necessary humans. I have yet in all my years on this planet found a man worthy of the title of "friend" and cannot for the life of me see why women would ever bother with such. While some women are well in the competition with men on much you have mentioned they are still minimally required for reproduction. Men are not even necessary for that thanks to modern medicine. If someone has access to a pathogen to rid the world of all with an incomplete chromosome I would certainly think tha there is no time like the present. Yes, I am willing to die so long as I am assured no other male remains. That is how disillusioned I am with my own gender.
"If a guy wants me, and really deserves me, then he'll work fucking hard to get me"
I chuckle at this, because I said almost the exact same words about women, on a radio talkshow once.
They hung up on me, and rightly so.