Yeah, if she just let me be and stop tryna control everything, we'd be fine.
I'm extremely lax, liberal-minded (politically, socially and personally... my mind's society is an open world) and free spirited... you can't cage someone like me.
And you can't push me around and manipulate me. I may not be confrontational (that's huge flaw), but pushed hard enough, I usually go hulk with it.
But my feelings for her aren't strong enough to send me to those heights (experienced that with my previous toxic relationship during covid where I was gaslit like a mother... had me thinking I wasn't good enough, too poor and could never support her lifestyle and I couldn't... but I lost sleep thinking about what I could do to make her happy and bring myself to make her happy... that union was vile as fukk... wouldn't wish it on many except my worst enemies).
Any who... this latest gal... all signs point to why she's still single/never wifed up = she's extremely committed to the church. It's honestly religious escapism. Like you being a Jesus nut is going to help you find a good man (and I'm sure she's fondled with her preacher; she told him about me and she said he was mid-key jealous of our relationship... yeah, they fukked).
Another thing about her is that she doesn't really have a sense of humor. Doesn't really joke around like that or plays the dozens with me. Kinda too direct for my liking. The bluntness and forwardness really gets old after a while. You don't always have to respond to something/offer an opinion. Just laugh it off or move on to the next subject. In that regard, I feel as though she may take life too seriously at times. I know broads aren't supposed to be funny but midway in the trip last weeknd, I was really to bounce from our dynamic, but she was driving my ass around and it was a guaranteed nut (plus it would be hella inconsiderate if I didn't spend the weeknd with her as promised... I'm am an of my word).
I never usually put this much energy I'm indifferent to it. But... full disclosure, I stuck it out because I felt bad for her (kinda hood, never had a real education, had a kid at 21, brother in and out of jail and I don't know where the baby daddy is... I never ask because I don't care).
Visiting her last Weeknd just sealed the deal (she took me back to her place before I flewed back home and introduced me to her daughter as well. Before I bounced and said goodbye, she told me, "Hey H.D. my mom is really happy and I haven't seen her like that in a while."
Hmmm... I don't think that's gonna change my stance on things.
She's coming first week of may to go on a cruise from Seattle to Alaska.
Might have to tell her I won't be able to see her so as to not mislead her.
Honestly, her being the way she is kinda makes me upset. Why are you so hellbent on trying to fix people/change them to your standard?
The shoe thing, sure, many would say it's petty... but it's the catalyst/igniter for many more problems down the line (I've been with extremely beautiful women who actually like my quirks/don't mind my mixmatched shoes... so this is certainly a deal breaker because I shouldn't have to tolerate anything from her, given that she's an Oakland 5.5 without the hair and makeup - but the body is very on point, so I bump it up to a 5.8 for it - maybe a 6 when she's fully dolled up).
And those ratchet poses she does for the gram should have told me everything I needed to know. Thank god I only took this union for face value and saw it as nothing but a good nut (don't get me wrong, she has a bubbly personality, easy going, fun to be around, gets along with everyone and has this effervescent glee to her aura. Always optimistic about everything. But the moment she starts making commands and demands... naw, doesn't fly with my personality - I even called her out on it during the trip and after she makes a certain request, I would even remark sarcastically by uttering, "YES MAAM!" in jest. She caught it once or twice).
The only reason why I'm venting so much is because she actually has a really good heart and I'm not a soulless sociopath. Really just don't know how to break it to her. But she's been there and done that... she'll be okay.
The control thing on her end is simply a manifest of her insecurities. Tragic it had to be this way. We coulda been tight friends. Now I don't even know if I want that from her because the sex wouldn't exist and that's all I really want from her (she had her uterus taken out a few years agoso I was busting in that shiit all weeknd long, totally huge perk/massive takeaway from this whole experience because I don't want kids).
To conclude...
You guys always told me about these church types and the advice/insight is so spot on.
At least she'll have the lord by her side.