What you don't see with your eyes, don't witness with your mouth.--Jewish Proverb
I cheated.
He cheated.
I am too nice.
He is a flirt.
I will rush a man to the alter.
He cannot be faithful to you.
It's only a matter of time before they break up.
How are the two of them coping?
Has he changed?
He's changed!
That was his only flaw.
He loves you, he really is in love with you.
You loved him more than he ever loved you.
We knew the end was coming.
You're better than him.
Do you know how many girls like him?
How could you let him go?
...
These and a slur of many other words have been used on myself as well as some of my closest friends when speculation is ripe about my past relationship.
My friends have had to endure endless lines of questioning about what happened, who did what, it's ridiculous really what people will ask, or say.
This isn't a post to justify anything or to tell the world about what happened.
What trully happened will always remain between my ex and I.
It was after all our own relationship.
And although some friends may know the story better than others, it remains private.
Sealed with the hand of God, for even though hakuna siri ya watu wawili, my secret about what happened and what i feel about it, and my struggle, lies with the only on who sees the depth of my heart when he sees me.
But i will address one thing.
TRUST.
It's not just a five letter word, it's a lifestyle.
When you find yourself snooping through a grown mans items, and questioning him in a manner likely to suggest that he is a retarded infant, think again.
A man is only yours when he is in your house an in your arms.
In any other circumstance, he belongs to the society, and that includes other women!
Young, old, beautiful, gorgeous women. Some prettier, others not so pretty, but the thing to always remember is that you must trust your man to do the right thing, at the right time.
The minute you don't trust him, it's over, and it's only a matter of time before it's officially over.
Boys will be boys, and they must be boys, for them to turn into men.
So while some think i am too easy going and too nice, i say, i trust. I'm not a watchman! And he is a grown up, who existed before i came along and will continue to do so when i leave.
Let him make his own decisions for woman is a helper, not a controlling boss.
Also,.. there's nothing wrong with being a serious girlfriend.
Call me a prude but the idea of jumping from one man to another swapping saliva like it was running out and is an antidote isn't exactly classy. Never has been, never will be.
There's herpes remember??
What i'm saying is, that i don't play around with my heart. There are many other women running around hopping from one man to the next, and getting disappointed and thus vowing to never take men seriously, i'm guarding my heart and mind and body, because there's much more to be won in being with someone with whom you can be yourself with and be faithful to, than in having multitudes that you cannot rely on.
Don't take rumour mongers too seriously.
The purpose is often to FOOL you into thinking you have someone you can trust in them.
Kindest regards,
CInnamon.
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