What made you want a divorce, if you don't mind me asking?
What is the biggest dilemma you've found yourself in?
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So you wouldn’t want nobody to tell u ya shoe untied.
It’s all about going about shit a certain way
Nigga gat project twins
Fucked this cockeyed chick in college and the condom broke. Was scared as fuck for a month.
Marriage.
Marriage.
honestly no...
Bruh, that is wild!! How often do you feed him/her?? Oh yeah, how big will that boa get?? How long have you been handling those snakes?? I hope you dont mind me asking question..
Ive been on that road too!! I still tear up, thinking about it and that was 13yrs ago!!
I keep meeting successful women and end up leaving them. All my life I wanted to date my equal. But a lot of women who have shit are hard to deal with. I dated an executive who had BREAD!!! Made it 3 years and just couldn’t do it anymore. Dated another after that was corporate and owned several homes free and clear. She was rude to everybody, very arrogant. I just didn’t like her. I tried. I talked so some trusted women friends and they were like: leave her ass. I know firsthand about bitches saying we fear strong, independent black women. That shit is a mask for the money or status turning them to conceited ass divas. Even my girl right now makes more money than me but the way she talks down about her family and friends always make me wonder what she says about my ass. I could retire early with these bitches but my pride make me prefer to do it alone and than tolerate that shit.
well loving my wife was never an issue.
but for the past 6 years i havent been happy in our marriage.
mostly because of shit she's been doing and not been doing.
i finally got to my tipping point and told her that this shit is not healthy,....i couldnt deal with her selfish ways, combative spirit, confrontational demeanor, the way she treats me and talks to me anymore. the marriage had run its course.
Damn bruh, that's deep.
Have you ever thought about counseling? All of that seems like things that can be changed if they are worked on.
counseling is beyond reproach when the heart is not in it.
just sayin....
im in a happier space with whom im with now.....more than i ever was.
I refuse to even entertain those kind of women!
I've always wanted a woman on my level or better, too. I've figured out that I need nurturing & compassion more.
I look for qualities I would want our son or daughter to experience & inherit, that means I have to choose a mate for more than my selfish reasons.
You did the right thing bruh. No telling what was going on, she probably ended the relationship with dude long ago. And honestly most of the niggas on this board ain't angels ourselves. I know I'm not. So to rat out a bitch for something I'm guilty of myself, yeah, would've been really easy for me not to say shit.
Can’t counsel or fix what someone won’t admit exists. She probably sees it as how he percieves it. Women are masters as spinning your discontent into being in your feelings or just how YOU see it.
Exactly. My current girl is very self-centered. Doesn’t get along with women well. Click with any dude in the area though. Doesn’t like her mom or her sister. I think my girl doesn’t like women because they don’t kiss her ass or place on a pedestal. This is why bitches have “guy friends”. Guy friends admire them, praise them, covet and spoil them. If a bitch make 200k and is friends with 10 other women who make the same, she’s just regular to all those women. THAT is why women don’t have female friends.
Lately I’ve found my chick to lack empathy. She doesn’t have that nurturing side. She’s corporate and can fire her subordinates. She’s pretty as hell, but cold. Someone wrote in another thread that women with women bosses are never happy in their jobs because they can’t fuck, suck or flirt their way up.
My dude, what made you wanna do the baby thing again tho?
Imagine if this nigga coldchi woulda been in da league.
I can’t be none of y’all homies
yea but you don't owe her anything you owe your boy the truth.
that was my logic behind it.
You never get over it you just live with it.
It is a he. He is 6 feet and they average about five and a half feet so he's as big as he's going to get.
I've been handling snakes since I was about 8 years old, I'm 42 now. I started out catching these little brown snakes I found in my backyard (see picture below), and from watching shows like Nature and Marty Stouffer's wild America I learned how to handle them without getting bitten.
These little guys don't have teeth that hurt much, but you don't want anything with teeth biting you so you learn to be careful. other snakes I've handled like a black racer in Mississippi is also non-venomous and their teeth are substantially larger that little brown snakes I'm used to. But, as a rule unless I'm comfortable with the snake I always treat it as if it is venomous - better to be safe than sorry. Even if it's anonymous, that bite will hurt, and with teeth that curve backwards that bite will dig in.
I feed the snake about two mice a week
actually im not really reckless wit these hoes, i straps the fuck up.
but there have been a handful that i had to go raw, then went to God in prayer...
Dating well paid executives can be a pain. You gotta have strong personal rules and rules of engagement. Many are habitual line steppers, and not letting disrespect bullshit slide.
Yo sons and granddaughter fin be the same ageactually im not really reckless wit these hoes, i straps the fuck up.
but there have been a handful that i had to go raw, then went to God in prayer...
just did the same thing with my aunt a couple months ago
Told them I wanted to give her more time, then she passed while I was on the way to the hospital the next day to make home care arrangements. She spared me the weight.
Had the funeral two days before this past Christmas.
lmao
Why you say that bro
Hardest shit ever and I'm sorry for your loss
With my dad they said it was ova just end it
I said fuck y'all.
He woke up a week later
Came home a week after that
Lived a year then died.
If I hadn't given him the chance to be the man I knew he was and fight for his own life and go out on his own terms I probably wouldn't be able to forgive myself forever with the what if.
I envy you
I had a similar situation with my pops when he passed.
He had been diagnosed with lung cancer at which point he had the cancerous part of his lung removed and was deemed cancer free.
About a year and a half following this he was told that the cancer had returned and he began chemo/radiation.
About seven months later I go to a radiation appointment with him (on a Thursday) and they inform us that the chemo/radiation hasn't worked and the cancer had spread including to his brain.
They informed us that he had about six months and advised him to begin hospice care which he was enrolled in that Monday.
The following Thursday I walk into his house and he's on his knees gasping for air with my aunt comforting him. I picked him up and put him into his recliner and as soon as I saw his eyes I knew he was going.
It's not something I can explain but he was looking directly at me but it was like he was looking through me.
We contacted the paramedics and he was still alive (barely) when they arrived and they were about to begin their attempts to revive him which I had to stop and gave them the DNR order which my father chose to put in place that Monday when he began hospice which was the hardest thing I've ever had to do.
The craziest thing is he died exactly a week later (damn near down to the minute) after his appointment with his radiologist when he was told he was dying.
I had a similar situation with my pops when he passed.
He had been diagnosed with lung cancer at which point he had the cancerous part of his lung removed and was deemed cancer free.
About a year and a half following this he was told that the cancer had returned and he began chemo/radiation.
About seven months later I go to a radiation appointment with him (on a Thursday) and they inform us that the chemo/radiation hasn't worked and the cancer had spread including to his brain.
They informed us that he had about six months and advised him to begin hospice care which he was enrolled in that Monday.
The following Thursday I walk into his house and he's on his knees gasping for air with my aunt comforting him. I picked him up and put him into his recliner and as soon as I saw his eyes I knew he was going.
It's not something I can explain but he was looking directly at me but it was like he was looking through me.
We contacted the paramedics and he was still alive (barely) when they arrived and they were about to begin their attempts to revive him which I had to stop and gave them the DNR order which my father chose to put in place that Monday when he began hospice which was the hardest thing I've ever had to do.
The craziest thing is he died exactly a week later (damn near down to the minute) after his appointment with his radiologist when he was told he was dying.
I didn't know my dad was gonna die
He told me.
I believed he'd make it and bounce back and he flat out told me while we were sitting together " you know I'm going to die right?"
I just said yeah
And he said OK.
My last visit with him at the hospital we arm wrestled
I pretended to struggle then I let him win
He flexed and smiled
I said I love you I'll see you tomorrow
He flexed again and pointed at his arms
That was the last time I saw my dad alive
Damn that's even worse to deal with.
Even though it came way sooner than expected I still knew it was coming so I wasn't blindsided.
Its funny though your post reminded me of a conversation with my pops (after his first bought with cancer but before his second diagnosis) where we were casually talking outside of his house and he put his arm around me and told me he was dying.
At the time I just brushed it off and thought he was being extra but in hindsight maybe he knew it was coming even then and I simply chose to ignore it.
They knew
Just take solace in the fact he respected you as his son as a good man as an equal to tell you the truth about his own mortality to your face
There's no greater love than that.
No doubt.
Same shit bro
I was like she wouldn't give up on me so I'm not giving up on her
Even though the prognosis was grim af, basically "guaranteed vegetable"
But she knew better, made the decision for me because she knew I wasn't strong enough
walking home from work when I was 16 and being accosted by two cars of police. I have been Fuck the police every since that day.
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