Well, let me tell ya somethin’ about this fella I thought I liked. Turns out, he’s a real piece of work, a real asshole, if ya know what I mean.
First off, this guy, he sweet-talked me good. Real charmer, he was. Always sayin’ nice things, makin’ me feel special. But then, things started changin’. Little by little, ya know? Like a leaky bucket, drip, drip, drippin’ till it’s empty.
- He started ignoring me. Wouldn’t answer my calls, wouldn’t text back. Just gone, poof, like a fart in the wind. I’d give him a little smile, wait for him to say somethin’, but nothin’. Just a blank stare, like I was a fence post or somethin’.
- Then, I heard things. Folks talkin’, ya know? Said he was seein’ other gals. Said he was doin’ this and doin’ that. Stuff that ain’t right. I even heard he was ghosting some other girl from my book club, just disappearin’ on her without a word. Made me wonder if he was doin’ the same to me.
- And the way he talked about women! Like they were just things, not people. Talkin’ about going to strip clubs and lookin’ at those picture magazines. Made my stomach turn, it did.
I shoulda seen the signs, I guess. He was always criticizin’ me, too. Said my hair looked funny, said I talked too much, said I wasn’t smart enough. Always puttin’ me down, makin’ me feel small. Like I wasn’t worth nothin’. Just made me feel like I was the only one tryin’ to make things work, like I was givin’ my all and gettin’ nothin’ back. And this so called maturity and mutual understanding, nothin’. He was so full of himself, like he was better than everybody else.
For a while, I just made excuses. Said he was busy, said he was stressed, said he didn’t mean it. But then I realized, he was just a plain old jerk. A selfish, no-good jerk who didn’t care about nobody but himself. I finally figured out I liked the idea of him more than him, the real him, the asshole.
You know, some folks say you gotta give people a second chance. But I say, some folks don’t deserve a second chance. Some folks are just rotten to the core, and there ain’t nothin’ you can do to change ’em. And I ain’t about to be nobody’s fool, nobody’s glutton for punishment. So, I did what any sensible woman would do. I kicked him to the curb. Told him to take a hike and don’t come back. And let me tell ya, it felt good. Like takin’ off a pair of shoes that’s been pinchin’ your toes all day.
Now, I ain’t sayin’ I’m perfect. I got my own flaws, same as anybody else. But I know what I deserve. I deserve someone who treats me with respect, someone who’s kind and honest, someone who appreciates me for who I am. And that fella, he wasn’t it. Not even close. He’s just a waste of space, a waste of time, and a big ol’ asshole.
So, if you’re out there dealin’ with someone like that, my advice is simple: Get rid of ’em. Don’t waste your time on someone who doesn’t treat you right. You deserve better. You deserve to be happy. And let me tell you somethin’ else, it’s better to be alone than with some good for nothin’ asshole who’s gonna drag you down and make you miserable. That’s what I say, at least. Don’t need no man to make me happy. I can do just fine on my own.
So yeah, that’s my story. Learned my lesson the hard way, I did. But hey, at least I learned it. And now I know what to look out for. No more assholes for me, thank you very much. I’m movin’ on, findin’ someone who appreciates a good woman, a woman who knows her worth, a woman like me, that doesn’t take no crap and knows she is better without that jerk.
Tags: Relationships, Dating, Breakup, Red Flags, Self-worth, Toxic Relationships, Heartbreak, Moving On, Lessons Learned
