I have had the pleasure of spending my weekend with a group of gay men from a facebook group I am involved in. I decided to spend the time with them after the emotional week I had. Let me tell you that even though *at the moment* I'm done with men I know that I will "eventually" meet the one I'm supposed to be with.
Ever since my ex and I split and finally divorced I still have bad luck with men. I am the kind of person who is caring, honest, and outgoing. I have realized that the guys I have met like wacked out, shallow, daddy issues, skinny girls (and I'm emphasizing on the word girls). I also realized that I'm near an army base but still, these guys should have some kind of class.
I just am tired of the liars, the guys who can't figure out what they want, the ones who just want in your pants, the ones who are scared of the word "commitment" *gasp*she said the c word!
Let me tell you one thing, I have not had this much fun this past weekend in a long time and its all thanks to gay men and let me tell you I hardly ever give credit to men in general mainly because of my issues and past experiences with them.
But after tears dried and happiness replaced depression I know I have my guys to help me when tears come again and depression sets off my usual happy mood. I am single and I'm okay with that.
