
For the longest time even though I was taught to be independent… I fell for the idea that my Prince Charming was on his way. I’m now 28. I will be 29 in about two weeks. I know for sure that no one is coming to “save me” like the movies. Each time I’ve tried these dating apps the men last 2-3 months, they want sex and nothing more. Why go out on a date when there’s Netflix and chill?🙄
Recognizing this pattern helps with not wasting time. At this point I can say I’ve seen it all…even how men can be in a pandemic. Which was an eye opening experience.
Like the cheetah girls say, “I don’t want to be like Cinderella sitting in a dark old dusty cellar waiting for somebody to come and set me free.” No thank you! I’ve been through each phase. From dating broke men to rich men. Also hoping I’ll marry a rich man and stop working… yeah right. Trying to be the perfect girl in their eyes. I lost myself in the process. After months with myself I found her again.
Overall, I came to the same conclusion, “I don’t want to be no one, no one else, I’d rather rescue myself!”
Leave a comment