Dating
Second Chances
I turned the page to the last chapter of Voyager, the third installation in the Outlander series. I was supposed to be cleaning but who can resist more Jaime and Claire? I sighed and dropped the book back on the table. I headed towards the kitchen but stopped when my phone chimed. A sign to forgo cleaning? An annoyance, more likely.
By Natalie King4 years ago in Confessions
Players turn into Sugar Daddies
If you are over the age of 40, gentlemen I have news for you.. you are no longer a Player. You are now a Sugar Daddy, congratulations there is nothing to be proud of. In essence you are now a waste, unless you wanna take me shopping. Otherwise, I’m busy. This is the Karma that players get. I believe this is due to unhandled trauma and/or Mid-life crisis because I’ve seen men with painted beards and darling that is not cute. I write painted beard vs. dye because I’ve seen beards so dark it looks shoe polish was used to cover up the grays and it looks crazy to be quite honest. Men it’s ok to age gracefully, you had your time. By the age of 40, you should be looking at life a bit differently. No more conquests, you will become a sugar daddy and not conquistador. Here are some clues to let you know you have become a sugar daddy. You’re the age 40 and over, the ladies are now younger and you are now spending more money. Sugar daddy! The ladies are now younger not because you are that fly but because the ladies your age don’t have time for your games! You think imma let someone play me?? Nope I’m too old for that and that is a major turn off, go talk to 22 year old Sally the Bartender, you have to tip her for your time but at least she makes you feel good. The question is why do some continue the playing field passed the age of 40? Unhandled trauma/ mid life crisis and mommy issues are all reasons men continue to play after a certain age and I am here to tell you it’s not cute. You go from being a player to that creep at the Bar. It’s not cute darling but I am here to help! There’s nothing sexier than aging gracefully. Since I began my Spiritual Journey in February of 2021, my youth has been restored. I do not look 40, therefore I do not just give it away. Men should think this way too, if you’re just giving it away there’s nothing to offer so what are you now?? A waste, and I’m trying to prevent this because life is too short and too beautiful to waste. Unhandled trauma will cause you to do the unthinkable. Like financially support someone for their time and you think you’re playing bitches?I’m sure some folks are ok with that. But I wonder if some are aware that this is what they have become. Understand that you’re worthy enough to have wild sexual experiences with one person. God has equipped us with absolutely everything we need and there is someone out there designed just for you and your kinky fantasies but you’re not going to find her banging the world and even worse if you’re paying for it. Especially now with this Covid Pandemic, it is not the time to be playing the field. It is the time for self-improvement. Understand that you should not be paying for someone’s time, you’re wasting your life at this point. Look within yourself to figure what it is you’re really looking for. In my journey I have seen that majority of the players also have dysfunctional families. Perfect time to look within the self and figure what hurts so you can fix it and do better. Also dirty dick is a turn off, a lady like me is not going to want someone who’s giving their stick away even if you wear a condom. It’s still gross! Understand quality over quantity, if you’re giving it away constantly the caliber of ladies are going to diminish in quality unless you cum correct financially. Now it becomes a transaction more than a sexual encounter and you are better than that darling. My hope in sharing this piece is that men understand that over the age of 40, you are no longer a player. You’re a Sugar Daddy and I suspect that due to unhandled trauma majority of these sugar daddies are not aware of what they have become. If you’re used to playing the field, this is the perfect time to take a time out for introspection and see what qualities you need to work on as a man. Due to the quality of men in today’s society I am proud to announce that I am celibate. February will mark one year, I can say I’ve had enough to be good on that for the rest of my life. I have accomplished a lot on my own I can say confidently there’s nothing that a man can do for me that I can’t do on my own and better. I am not here to be played, especially now that I have trademarked a company. I am no longer a piece of Ass, I am a brand darling and I cannot allow intruders, players, sugar daddies nor bitch behavior vibes in here! I am absolutely good on that. For a woman to say she never wants a sexual partner speaks volumes on today’s society and Men you need to get it together because although I’m quite alright being celibate I can tell you that is not the way God intended. But I’m never going to find the one banging everyone and neither are you. Life is too short and too beautiful for instant gratification. We must do better.
By The Vibe Podcast 4 years ago in Confessions
New Year’s 🎉
The year was 2010 and I was still friends with my Ex I was in love with him, so in love I ok’d just being his friend. See he and I have a lot of history, he actually saved my life. And although the relationship didn’t work out, we remained friends. Back then I had very strict rules. Never sleep with your Ex. That is actually a good rule to live by, less mistakes. However, if you still have feelings for your Ex, perhaps hanging out with him is not a good idea. You have to guard your heart. At that time I did not understand so I was ok with just being his friend. I’m sure he was ok with that too as we always had a good time when hanging out. Tommy has always been respectful when it came to making moves on a chick. I don’t understand how he could be a player. We will label him, the respectful player. We have been broken up longer than what we were together yet he never really made a move on me. Now that I see things a bit differently, I suspect he was intimidated by me. I will be sharing stories on this Blog and you decide! Was he intimidated or was he a respectful player? Either way I adore him, I would not be here today if it weren’t for him plucking me out of Ricks’s Cabaret on 33rd Street, NYC. Like I mentioned previously, we have a lot of history together. By 2010, I had landed my very first hotel job and was doing pretty well.. so I thought. This was the beginning of my depression. See he pulled me out of a very dark life and I failed to get help for myself mentally so I began to fall into depression. What I used to do for a living prior to 2010 embarrassed me, I was ashamed of myself and rather than get help I thought I was fine because I now had a regular job. Not a good move, once you have a life changing experience you must speak to someone of your hurt/trauma. What I did during my dark times in life caused trauma. The only person I hurt was myself because nobody else knew of that life, well Tommy knew what I was doing.. he met me at Rick’s. I am thankful for him because of him pulling me out I have reached my maximum potential. I had no idea I was so intelligent. Insecurities and a past history of trauma will limit your thinking into believing you’re not worthy. I lived a life of sadness until I met Tommy. For once I had someone who genuinely cared about me and did not try to make sexual advances toward me like everyone else? Even though I met him in a Strip Club he still respected me? WTF? Respectful player I tell you because we had our ups and downs. He played me, I played him. It went both ways but we decided to call it quits sometime in 2009-2010. He still wanted to be in my son’s life and I told him, if he were to be in my son’s life he could never leave or be in and out.. Tommy kept his word and stayed in my son’s life for years until I got into a serious (controlling) relationship in 2015. I have no regrets of the past as Mark Twain said, history doesn’t repeat itself but it rhymes. I needed to be in that controlling relationship to learn about my dark side and Toxic Family. Now that controlling relationship is in the past, I can share stories of my experiences and my beloved Ex who once upon a time saved my life. The memories bring a smile to my face and I cherish our time together. It’s a blessing that I am a writer because all of my journals will come to life and I will take you back in time. New York City, the city that never sleeps. The City where you can get anything you’d like so long as the price is right. And I will introduce to you the man who saved me, Mr. Thomas Edward Aldinger. Ironworker, Veteran, Player and Budlight lover. Yup he’s got plenty of stories too! So it’s New Year’s Eve and my home was the place to be. My mother and I cooked, my brother was home and brought his girlfriend along with his friend George. We’re having a good time drinking and eating traditional Puerto Rican food. Pernil y arroz con gandules and the list goes on. Soon as it hit midnight we hopped on the train toward NYC. Of course there were no cabs as it had just turned 1/1/11. So what do we do? We hailed a horse and carriage. We were drunk on a horse and carriage screaming HAPPY NEW YEAR! to everyone that passed us. The place to be was, The Mean Fiddler over on 47th street. We danced, we partied but I was longing to see my “friend” aka crush Tommy, the respectful player who was at another bar in NYC. So we took the party to where Tommy was. We had a blast but what I remember mostly was, me pushing myself on to my Ex! We were having some drinks and I had enough of the pretend bullshit. I put my hand on his chest at the bar and pushed up on him. I kissed him! We partied until the wee hours in the morning and took it to his apartment where I crashed at about 11am. Nothing happened because Tommy is a respectful player and my rule is never have sex with an Ex. We have lots of similarities I guess, but we crashed at 11 am and I was up by 1pm to go to work at the hotel. Although neither of us got laid, this was the best New Year I ever had. We love to laugh and dance so I am grateful I can now share stories of our past. Looking at the younger generation of today, I can say this.. ya’ll can’t hang. Not like how we did in our youth. Tommy would leave the bar to be at work at 7am, as an Ironworker and I could function on two hours rest. I do not see that in today’s youth. A security guard, not even 30 years old would fall asleep in the beginning of his shift at my recent job and I’m like WTF??! I hope in sharing my story it teaches folks to do better, even in party situations be respectful and be responsible. Now that’s partying like a G.
By The Vibe Podcast 4 years ago in Confessions
A Promise Ring Will Surely Do, Until We Say I Do
I walked into a dive bar. The kind of bar you almost wish didn’t exist. But then I found my old friend from high school sitting at the bar. This is what happens when you never leave your hometown, a hometown with very few options. I sat down and bought myself a drink. Small talk surely ensued.
By Susan Eileen 4 years ago in Confessions
Dating Diary of a 40 Something Year Old . Top Story - November 2021.
It was a beautiful fall afternoon when my daughter picked me up to grab a cup of coffee and rant all about our current boy topics. I had just "kicked out" my latest greatest unhappily ever after, so I was feeling a little on the snarky side. I shared my questions regarding the life I was providing him and confusion as to why he never wanted to spend time with me. Well, outside of the "brown chicken, brown cow"... wanting sex from me. Even that had become almost a never and when it did, it was becoming more of a chore than something that was fun or special. My daughter laughed at me and said, "he is a hobosexual Mom"!
By Crystal Rae4 years ago in Confessions
