Good for you! I’m so glad that you are still with us!

I think that most,(all?), of us have been through similar situations with men who supposedly love us.

I didn’t date, or have any kind of sex with anyone, not even myself, for twenty years, after being a “call girl”, in the 90s.

Then there was Ken.

We dated for a year. Then, I began to weary of his dominant manner. It was a turn-on, for sex, but…

I broke up with him by text, because I was afraid of what he might do.

The next Saturday, early in the morning, he barged in and raped me. I told him, again by text, “never darken my door again, or I’ll call the police!”

Two months later there was a respectful knock on the door. It was Ken. He looked so sad and downcast, a little frightened, even. He was not his usual confident self.

I, of course, in my infinite capacity for sympathy, and forgetfulness 🙄, let him in.

Following his lead, we, of course, went straight to the bedroom. As we got undressed, he took out of a pocket some crack and a pipe.😳

I was afraid to confront him. I just “serviced” him, and was relieved when he left.

Now, several months, maybe a year, later, I won’t open my door unless I know exactly who it is. The other week, I wouldn’t let the Domino’s guy in for over a half hour!

Boundaries…good stuff, when you can get it.

I’m doing some serious work on self-love, myself…now.

We deserve it!

Peace Love Kindness Respect the more you give the more you get 😍 (with boundaries!)