I left my abusive ex 2.5 years ago. The 5 years we were together actually broke me.....and I am an extremely strong woman.
He moved on easily and quickly, but I've been rebuilding my life since.
It's not that I don't have men who are interested in me, I'm just too afraid to even try again. Sometimes I'm afraid I won't ever be able to trust another person again..
Women in their fifties playing teenage games... Why? What is it you want?
She got mad at me years ago when I told her she looked good. It was surprising to me, I wasn't being creepy, I've said that to hundreds of women in my life and have only had women smile, say thanks etc. Her friends told me she's a bit of a weirdo... Fast forward three years... When she walks past me I ignore her, mostly because I don't want to catch shit from her for being nice to her. She walks by more and more often. Then she starts looking over and smiling at me as she passes. After a few of these I go and ask her out, she won't give me her number so I give her mine. She never calls, stops smiling at me when she passes etc. I ask her if she's ever going to call me. She says; "leave me alone", so I do. Then she contacts me on a shitty dating site. By this point I'm fed up with the childish games so my response on the website isn't exactly gentlemanly. So be it. We're both in our fifties, we both look good and are attracted to each other but , hair flips and sideways glances are all she seems to be about....
Lady, I'm an adult, not a teenager. I'm not looking for a woman my age who wants to play games. I'm not interested in games and I don't have time for them either.
And, a, neither do you.
Is not a folder on my computer. Nope.
the world will end soon. And even though I’ve been fairly well off, I’m glad. Time to move on from this cess pool of debauchery !!
is to see what's on their wrist. If they have a Patek Phillipe, Rolex or Apple Watch, they need a brand to verify their masculinity. They probably also need a high-end car to verify their masculinity. The most masculine of them don't need any brand as proof. So if he's wearing a beat-up Timex or driving a beat-up Camry, he doesn't give a flying f--- what you think & that's the kind of man I want to f---.
I'm at a point in my life where a not-so-hard kneecap collision hurts for 3 hours.
at the office. I tried taking some edibles after lunch. Most of the staff left early so I’m pretty much alone. It’s been a fun afternoon lol.
Living In a small town is great, you never know who you’ll bump into. Old friend from high school, guy I had a crush on in grade 3, or that fun moment when your ex is right behind you in a line up and you don’t notice at all till you leave. Life is so full of surprises I can’t wait to get up and out there to see what happens next.
Nothing special, no heated marble tile floors, no fancy steam shower, double sinks or automated toilet. Just forty square feet of simplicity and solitude. Small south facing window which allows me some fresh air or to enjoy the natural light. Central heat and air conditioning. Large vanity mirror and dimmable lighting. Far enough away from the main living spaces so most of the time all I hear is the occasional car or dog barking. What could be better?
I would not want my worst enemy looking for a job like me. I spent about 15 hours reading the prospective company's website, Twitter, LinkedIn, Instagram feed for info getting ready for the interview. I prepare all my Top 20 achievement list, I get a haircut, for the Zoom interview. And I feel like I overprepare 400%, and they never ask the questions you plan for. Zoom interviews are terrible and I do much better in-person. On Zoom, there is a sound delay, and it throws off the course of a natural conversation. During the interview, I'm going through 5 layers: talking to a screen, working around the sound delay, reacting to when the person looks away, trying to perform to show I'm the best person for the job, trying to build some rapport through Zoom. How the hell can I get this medium to work for me in job interviews? Every failed interview, I feel like my confidence is shrinking... and then my anger grows at this whole job search thing. If you have a job, even one you don't like very much, I have to say I envy you. You don't have to be doing what I'm doing on repeat.