I think I ruffled some feathers with that “check” posting last weekend. Such are the dangers with writing without a filter on occasion. I want to make it clear that I’m not “hating women” or trying to start a “battle with women” or anything like that – just lashing out from inside my cave when I felt vulnerable I guess.
I had to make an early morning trip to LAX (not flying) this morning which took me down the 405 past the infamous Wilshire West exit. For some reason as I drove by trying to stave back a flood of memories a thought popped into my head. My last three relationships are really the only ones I consider to be “real” relationships. The strange thing is that they are counting down.
Celeste – three years
Amy – two years
Beverly – one year (almost to the day)
3….2….1….
0?
What does that mean?
“support mental health or I’ll kill you”
http://entertainment.timesonline.co.uk/tol/arts_and_entertainment/books/book_extracts/article4448371.ece#cid=OTC-RSS&attr=2015164
It means your ready. The next one will probably be it.
In response to bigdaddydj: I am one that is in agreement that the feiminazis have castrated the Mordern Male.
I grew up with a feminist mom but it didn’t sway me to think and believe that way. I had a VERY brief period when I considered myself a feminist–my senior year of highschool. After that I became very conservative and valued conservative thinking. I value men and hope that more men stand up and be the men they should be.