Welcome to my silly life!

Just a quick vent or should I say share the laugh with all off you.  Cuntarella calls Fred EVERYDAY for something, it’s usually nonsense or something they already discussed.  It’s apperant she is so pathetic and bored that she needs to still talk to her baby daddy all the time.  Mostly it’s because she is a rotten, evil ugly person and has no friends and can’t keep a man.

This being said, Fred has decided that after a certain time of day, it is now OUR time and unless it is a REAL emergency he will no be taking her call.  Saturday at 9pm she texts him, call me, he replies why, whats up?  No reply back.  So I guess it wasn’t that important.  Yesterday Cuntarella texts him the novel. In short their was an issue regarding “The Great Finger Incident” so if that was the case why not reply it’s regarding the finger.  Instead she waits 2 days to ramble on with her bullshit, only to turn around and tell him, you HAVE to call me when I ask you too, I don’t bother you with nonsense.

UMMMMM let me break it down here, he does NOT have to call you, he is not your man, FOOL and second you DO call for nonsense, most of your phone calls or 40000000000 text messages are total nonsense.

What I fail to see is does she not know how pathetic and sad she looks?  I mean really?  You are a grown ass woman with 2 kids and you can’t handle some bad behavior, a runny nose, a stubbed toe or whatever else they get into.  Here is a little advice.  Get of the fucken computer, STOP stalking my fucking facebook, put on your big girl panties and be a mother!  Maybe wipe off the I just sucked on a lemon look, smile a little stop being a nasty, gold digging bitch and maybe you would have a man. OHHH and maybe if you treated people right you might even have a friend or 2, real friends not internet friends who don’t know how mentally disabled and pathetic you are.

Ok I’m done for the moment LMAO on the bright side her patheticness does provide me and Fred with some good laughs.

I was talking with a friend last night about relationships, and it got me thinking about mine.  Fed and I didn’t get off on the right foot.  I will be the first to admit what we did was wrong.  We did start out as friends.  He was a neglected man, physically and emotionally.  He had a lot going on and needed someone to talk to.  He was emasculated and put down on a daily basis, never appreciated for the things he did and always bitched at for the things he didn’t do right!  We spent months just talking and becoming friends, contrary to the belief of others it wasn’t just sex, or a booty call situation.  I had that covered if I needed it and I am not ashamed of it. I am a grown ass woman and it was the same guy over and over.

As time went by yes the friendship turned physical, again maybe it was wrong, but men need affection and attention and if they are not getting it at home they look else where for it.  I believe take care of your man or someone else will.  Human beings need emotional and physical interaction, and this man was STARVING for both. Our relationship for a lack of better words was a rollercoaster back and forth up and down.  He had a lot of mixed emotions, the biggest one was not being a fulltime Dad, and the last thing he wanted was to be a partime father.

There came a point in time where we needed to go our own ways and not for a few weeks or a month or two.  This needed to end and it did.  I started seeing someone else and he went off to try and make an already doomed and emotionless relationship work.  We cut complete contact.  I was now seeing someone else and my door was closed so he had no choice but to try and make it work and maybe with me out of the picture it would. HAHA!

Obviously it didn’t.  I had one or two mutual friends come tell me oh did you hear this or that and I always told them I don’t want to hear it, I have no interest in what he was doing I am here now. This was the truth.  I went on with my life, some time had passed and the relationship I was in was coming to and end and from the little I had heard his was dangling by a thread.  Then it happened one night, I was out with a mutual friend and a mutual location and we ran into each other.  We said hi and gave each other a hug, it seemed to last a life time, neither of us wanted to let go.  I could see by the look in his eye he was disgusted, pissed off and just plain miserable.  I’ve seen that look on his face for years. As selfish as it may have seemed I didn’t want to hear his drama, I had my own shit going on and came out to have some fun and laugh!  That’s exactly what we did, we got to talking about everything, telling stories, catching up with each other, yet kept all the serious stuff at bay, it wasn’t long before he was smiling and laughing.  And just like that after not speaking for a year we were talking and laughing like not a single day had passed us by.

As the weeks went on he called me or I called him, sometimes just to say hi and chat and sometimes one or both of had something going on and needed to vent.  Yea there were other people we could have called but we called each other.  His “prison term” had come to an end she finally kicked his ass to the curb like always said she would one day and my relationship was already over.  So we leaned on each other for support, long talks, movies, drinks we had come full circle and were friends again.  He went through some hard times and as I friend I was there for him.  While the old feelings were coming back for both of us, we both knew it wasn’t the right time and maintained our friendship.  You ever hear the expression “you have to get under to get over” well we both did that.  I went back to a comfortable place, and he took other paths.  He did what most guys do after a long term relationship ends he tested all the waters. Let me tell you there were a handful, even one that had the potential to be something more serious.  At that time I had my own emotional baggage and wasn’t ready for anything serious, but was happy for him, if he met someone that was going to treat him like a man and he was happy then that was what was meant to be. 

We continued to spend time together, time heals all wounds and mine were healing.  The time we spent together seemed to be more and more and before I knew it we were together all the time.  He had chosen to be with me, it’s where he wanted to be.  We knew it was going to be a long battle, as soon as the Ex found out we were dating she made life for him impossible, used the kids as tools, you know all the classic BS ex’s do.  Yes it had to be a hard pill to swallow him being with me, but it is her thought process “I don’t want him, but you can’t have him either” She played her little games, and still does and in the end we are still together. The only thing she has over him is the kids, and made seeing them almost impossible.( I CAN’T relate to the bitter pill, because I would have never kept him around after I found out the first time he cheated  I don’t care 1 kid or 10 I would have left.  Be that as it may swallow the pill already; you’ve been choking on it for years now.)  So moving on. Jay is a grown man and made some very bad choices due to the stress she constantly had him under always threaten to take the kids away and she finally did. I don’t necessarily disagree with what she did; it was how she went about doing it really grimy and heartless.  You can only push a man so far before he breaks and loses his sanity! Taking his kids away wasn’t going to help it drove him further into his hole.

We’ve had a long hard road, his bad choices came with repercussions and he had to face them like a man.  I stood by him; I was there for him every step of the way, that’s what you do when you love someone.  You don’t toss them out like yesterdays trash and then want to come back after they fix themselves up and are all shinny and new again.  Our road has been a long one and there are always going to be challenges in our life, but it is the life we chose.  I chose him, and he chose me out of all the seas he could have gone swimming in.  When I lay my head down every night next to his I go to sleep knowing this, I don’t have to tell myself lies just so I can sleep at night.  I don’t have to fool myself into believing anything.  This is how we got here.  It’s no fairy tale and there is no Hollywood ending.  It’s the life we chose to build together and I am happy with my chose as is he happy with his.  I love you baby!