A Woman's Strength Can Be Her Weakness

I hate weak men.

But I love weak men.

Looking back, each ex has allowed me to dominate the relationship.  I don't know if this was done on purpose.  If they felt that by completely disregarding their opinions, morals, and desires this would convince me to stay.  

Rather than agree to my demands, I'd appreciate a man who will challenge me from the beginning and make it known that he stands for something yet is open to change but won't waiver in his beliefs because he wants to ensure a smile on my face.

Women are known for testing men.  We ask them certain questions, do offensive things just to see their reaction.  If he lets your rude behavior slide, he loses.  If he checks your ass on the spot and lets you know to never ever in your existence try him like that again or else, he wins.

But rather than reward the winner, we dismiss him as being controlling, too domineering, and walk away with the loser because at the end of the day we are too afraid to let a man be a man. 

We thrive on weakness; yet feign for strength.

So if we want the latter, why the hell do we continue to ride weak dicks?  Why do we continue to cook and serve bitchassness yet complain about the after taste? Why do we continue to inhale the bullshit and allow it to infiltrate our lives?

We do it because at the end of a long day complaining about our man's missing balls, we can't handle a real man telling us to shut the hell up and listen.  As my classmate jokingly states when I catch an attitude, "Eat the cake AnnieMae!"

We aren't ready to hear NO because we have become accustomed to hearing MAYBE followed by OK.

We devise tests with the hopes that someone will step up to the plate and pass with flying colors.  But the moment a man passes we reject his score and walk away.

Yes I agree that the complete bitchassness men leak from their pores is unacceptable.  It’s intolerable that before they speak, bullshit formulates in the air.

But come on ladies, if a man said NO to your Gucci purse demands, weekend vacations, sprees to Nordstoms you'd replace him with the biggest loser because you know the biggest loser realizes in order to stay in the game he must open up his wallet, pour out his heart, and hand you the scalpel to remove his balls.

So it goes both ways.  Let a man be a man.  Allow him to grab his balls and remember that they are HIS not yours.  Have his back and stop thinking that being in the background at times means he doesn't notice you or value your opinion.

A real man will always let you shine, he will always let your voice be heard.  We've got to stop dominating our men because at the end of the day we want a strong man with two balls who will not concede to every thing.  Who will stand up to opposition and us when necessary, but will fuck us good, love us right, then go out and buy us that Gucci.

For my dear friend, who just like me needs a strong man to put us in our place from time to time.