Where it all began...
WARNING!! Inspirational post alert! "You're too independent." "I need someone that is more available and wants to come to my house every night." "You are wifey material and I'm just looking for someone to have fun with every now and then." "Maybe if you were more or a bitch and not so nice it would be better." These are actual things guys tell me when they stop talking to me. I can't help who I am and that I have tried so hard to be what my mother wasn't. Don't worry, I don't plan on changing for any man. Even the super hot ones. Ok, I may play pretend for them a little bit. I grew up in a house that sometimes the plumbing didn't work. Maybe because it was just a pipe that went to the backyard. Just a small ac window unit and a small gas heater in the front and back of the house was all we had to stay warm or cool. We often all piled up in the living room and slept on a mattress on cold winter nights. My mother was a...