Dealing with my emotions has always been one of m biggest inabilities. And dealing with the emotions of others is even a bigger trial.
I have grown used to the scum nature of men and writing about it so often that I have failed to recognize the sad nature of the opposite sex. My gender. And not just my gender, me.
I know, it's hard being able to accept that all the problems I've faced are not completely a result of all the the male folk have put me through, directly or indirectly. It sucks.
However, I had an encounter with myself today. I found myself placing a man in a position I hated being in as a lady. And I'm not referring to doggie.
Treating the emotions of an individual with curiosity is mean. But I've never prided myself of being nice. I'm a complicated being and accept that I will be treated as such.
Testing the waters and stepping aside should be the acceptable phrase, but either ways it still sucks for the person not winning.
This is a story I look forward to telling. Maybe when is feels better on my tongue and fingers.
