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So not long ago my mother says, “YOU NEED TO JOIN A BIG CHURCH WITH LOTS IF PEOPLE AND MEET A NORMAL GUY TO SUPPORT YOU.” (You know, because I have been single almost 2yrs now.) So… I tried this dating thing… No Bueno!!!
Fux you mom… And your shitty advice… And fux “Normal” dating…
I meet a normal person. đ
We chat for a few weeks via text for a few weeks. I set boundaries….. đ
Let me repeat that…
đI SET BOUNDARIES.đ
No sexy stuff, touches and or anything else thesaurus… Until I am comfortable, until I know he’s clean, and know I can trust him. You know, especially because I’m used to total power exchange relationships. So never really dated a “Mr. Normal” before.
We meet for the first time….
Initial conversation starts off ok.
Then comes the downfall of the evening. I send him home. He’s not happy and actually stated I HARMED his ego because I wouldn’t let him please me.
This mornings text didn’t end well…
“Mr. Normal” doesn’t know boundaries and gets pissy because I said no, says I’m being hateful.
NO MEANS NO BILL COSBY…
He hasn’t text since….
BYE BILL COSBY!!! đ