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COTDAMN, I say, COTDAMN!!!! Why do I make excuses for men suffering from severe cases of Triflingitis?!?!?!?!?? *single blink* Oh, you’re not familiar with this syndrome? Let me break it down for you:
“Tri·fling·i·tis: an affliction causing men to treat me with a lack of significance or solid worth”
The newbies and the oldies endear themselves to me because I convince myself that they’re nice guys on the most part, but really, they are not nice guys. Nice guys don’t leave you feeling like a sack of forgotten trash. Yes, I know no one can make me feel anything I don’t allow them to…blah blah blah.
Listen, I’m human. If someone treats me badly, I will feel bad. I get over it but when the wound is raw, I can’t help those feelings. Is this yet another new leaf for me? I think it’s going to have to be. I’m either going to be with someone who possesses all the qualities I find important in a human being and partner or baby’s not having anything at all.