What's Up Buttercups ?
Let me just say that I hope I do not ever have a repeat of today. I am on new medication and holy crap. I blanked out in the shower. I saw white clouds, stars and my head started ringing like mad. I could not see or hear anything else. For a second I thought that I was having a Come To Jesus moment and that I was gonna meet my maker. And if I wasn't, I sure wished I did for about 30 seconds. Holy fucking shitballs ! I felt better for the rest of the day, but not because of the medication, but because anything else was better than that white cloud of hell. I was just thrilled to go about my day without any more incidents.
But I gotta give props to my dad. I called him because the doctor disconnected the phone, and my dad got me through it. He even offered to come and pick me up. I really have been feeling alone in this whole ordeal, and it was nice to know that my dad would have taken the four hour drive to take care of me. I wanted to call off work, but I didn't because I still have to make a living. I am glad I stuck it out. I had a decent day at work and kept busy.
But that is not why I am writing this blog entry.
I am writing because on the way home, they had a segment on the Latin radio station in Spanish and English about confessing. So basically, you call up and tell the world what bad habits you have, or show your closet skeletons. I was expecting someone to talk about their freaky sexual exploits. Or how they had sex on their boss's desk.
But some woman comes on the air and says that she only dates married men and doesn't like single men. She doesn't even sound remorseful. She's loud and proud and her reason for doing that is because she doesn't want the responsibility of cooking, cleaning and ironing for him. Hell, neither do I, but damn ! At least the men I've dated don't require me to do that. I didn't in my last relationship.
I am a woman so I know that the fastest way to getting judged and disowned by your own kind is to mention something like that. She must hate other women.
She got her ass chewed out of course by another female caller, she got called a homewrecker, una "cualquiera" aka whore. The male announcer asked her if she felt bad, if she was breaking up a family, or taking another woman's man. She didn't feel bad because she said it was the man's decision to be with her.
How do I feel about it ?
I feel it's wrong, but the reason I decide not to be with married men is out of self-respect, not because I am thinking of other women or families. Other people do not factor into my equation. I feel that if I were with an attached man like that, I wouldn't be getting what I deserve which is someone all to myself, a healthy relationship, something we all deserve.
I also wouldn't hang out with a woman like her. I would just avoid her like the plague and so would my friends, even though they have wonderful husbands. Even though you may trust your husband, I still think it's completely foolish to stop occasionally keeping an eye on things. And lets face it, it gets tiresome having to have to constantly keep watching your back.
In my legal classes, my teacher always told us women to keep an eye on things, to be involved in the finances, to see where the money is going. Not necessarily tracking every penny, but knowing what is going on. My grandmothers have been loving women to my grandpas, yet remained involved in the finances. And when my Opa in Austria passed away, my Oma knew how to take care of herself. And when another man came along and tried to take advantage, she threw his ass out on the street.
Anyway, but the woman in question does have a point. The husbands she sleeps with made the decision to break their vows. As much as people want to hate her, she still owes nothing to the wife or children. It's the unfaithful husband that owes his wife and kids. The woman, although she should know better bears no responsibility to the wife and kids.
The way I see it, if a man is going to cheat, he will cheat.
Anywhooters, this post has gotten longer than I originally intended, so I am going to log off and take my meds.