Category: Male Bonding

Captivated by the promise of his friendship, she had waited, but considered.

And when she at last accepted, it all turned out to be a ruse.

She hated when people misrepresented.

She had to delete their texts and his phone number in order to stop reaching out because he was never going to reciprocate.

“Intolerable cruelty.”

“I’ve more than paid mine.”

“It was never an option for me to leave him because I was trying to stop the broken lines from our past generations from getting passed on to our children.”

“I think that I have realized that guys are attracted to me because I am independent, so they think they can get away with putting in little or no effort with me.

Therefore, I need to cut off ties with all of that because I absolutely do need connection.

I can’t be anyone’s ‘free ride,’ anymore.”

This was an old ache, not something just waking up and craving – so she had very little patience nor tolerance to give again for another man’s slow-moving growth response.

She needed a man that she could lean on in troubled times, for she would uplift him, naturally and instinctively, as he needed.

Boiling over at the unequal returns, yet expectations that she continue to provide.

She was raised that we survive by partnership and flourish by mutuality.

But having not experienced this in a relationship, maybe it was best to stay distant – and not care to try, anymore.

A male friend told her that her right match wouldn’t be found on the dating sites, but in a coffee shop reading, or some other unique path location/pursuit – which lessened the odds in her mind of their ever meeting.

She’d been stuck on this track for way too long – in fact, for her entire lifetime so far.

Can damage relationships.

“The concept had never occurred to me to partake of this plan of action, yet all signs point to ‘yes, that is what’s happening…’

Why do guys want to put their selves in this position?”

Falling down flat, and then reassessing for better approaches.

Where we meet to exchange time and energy.

(Title play with words)

Can be a real fine thing…

He was too busy to seek her company, and she was too busy to seek his replacement.

“I am not going to “recharge your battery” when you’ll use this energy to pursue your career and other women while ignoring me!”

Helpless women…

Someone she could count on and trust.

When the “cock on the walk” strolled up to her, muscles flexing as his hormones exuded male dominance, she just looked up at him candidly, saying, “I’m sorry you’re so delusional…does it hurt much?”

(Title of multiple meanings)

“Yes, I love you – but you don’t want the real me.”

Recognizing the trap she was being backed into and realizing she was going into fight or flight lockdown, she called for help to her other kindred.

Dead-end relationships.

(Title of multiple meanings)

It used to be customary that if a woman was not married nor “with” someone that her ring finger would be kept unadorned to indicate as such.

But the years of being on my own created an ache that has hurt too much, so I often wear a ring of my own choosing upon it.

I wonder if this complicates the issue.

The concept of polyamory did not appeal to her because her generation had used it as agrandized infidelity.

Why did true pair bonding seem even more rare now than when she was growing up in the 70’s?

What did a woman need to do now in order to find and secure her worthy life partner?

The painful recollections of how the whole situation seemed to have been set up in order to just use and discard her pounded on and hounded her psychology, causing headaches.

It had come to the point where she was feeling as if she were more male than female because she had been having to carry all relationship responsibility while the men she had met prior to him had behaved as if they were all such injured and paper-thin wall flowers.