Ladies, I am going to show you all the love with this warning of caution. You might find yourself getting to know the oddball at the club or are already friends. Know this: He doesn't deserve you or your time and effort. I'm sure he's told you about his big emotional revelations these past few years and for sure he's let you know he's got your back when it comes to dealing with all the schmucks around town along with praising #MeToo survivors but it's all a facade. It's a LIE! He is dishonest, disrespectful and does not genuinely care about your health and well being. He told me he changed how he viewed life and relationships and I believed him but it's all for attention—sexual or otherwise. I had many moments of self doubt and why me because of his unbecoming behaviour and my flaw in thinking I just didn't do enough to be treated well. I was crying while he was smirking last night.
A good friend reminded me this morning that it only took me less than a month to realize and confront his deception verses staying in it previously over a year. I guess I am stronger. We are all just trying to find our way with hope alongside the right people. Choose wisely in this small town. Self love first. —Female Warrior
He didn't notice me noticing you from across the room. My heart leapt and I lost my appetite and concentration entirely. No one makes me tremble the way you do—this context was no different. I've been wondering how you're getting along and recalling why it is I chose not to be there for you as a friend. He and I have known each other for years and I feel comfortable with him because I won't break his heart and he cannot break mine. I knew heartbreak was a possibility with you though, and I was afraid. I wish I were capable of an adult connection, but even friendship with you is beyond my black and white mentality and my level of maturity. I believe keeping my distance is the most ethical thing for me to do, but damn does my resolve crumble when you're near me. For what it's worth, I care about what happens to you. I care enough not to reach out again. I still think of you and truly hope you're doing well. —(Every-Other) Summer Lover
Hey Halifax, long time no see. I woke up here instead of a hospital bed in Ontario today. I was blackout drunk for 10 years and had no idea who or where I was and now that I'm back I can't believe how in-your-face the party scene is here. My family are in their autumn years and I just settled in for the winter. Am I fucking crazy? WTF am I doing back here? All I see is bars, drunks, free samples and piles of vomit in the street. I left Kitchener (previously known as Berlin and known for hosting the worlds largest Oktoberfest celebration and hate crimes outside of Europe) and I would have never imagined I would find such a hardcore drinking scene with a heaping scoop of racism. Who'd a thunk in just four days here I could write a book on how to stay sober while swimming through an endless sea of drunks. With an overall message of love and patience I thought I'd find peace and compassion next to my lady love. The ocean. And I did. "If the ocean can calm itself so can you, we are both just salt and water.” I'm not crazy, I'm fucking nuts. AND THIS CITY IS JUST AS BEAUTIFUL AS I RECALL IT. Wanna sober up? Want to stay sober? I'm the quiet guy who's not so alone down at the boardwalk, the ocean will always be there. Take good care of her and treat her with respect. —Landlubber