Ovarian...

It's crazy. Recent events have provided distance between myself and others. And the same is occuring for T. At this point in time the biggest dissapointments have been from women. Black women. Which adds a little more sting than usual. This fake bond that I want women in general to have is obviously stupid and highly unrealistic.

As I blogged about before, people just aren't happy for others. I guess the happiness you have for others stems from the happiness you have for yourself. I'll just speak on Black women because they are the sole subject of these feelings I have.

I just aint feelin'em. Thee other day I was tellin T that, a test of a true friendship isn't so much when you're down and going through something, it's when things are going good for you that you see the realness of a relationship. Because only a real friend can be happy for you when you meet and even better surpass them in certain facets of life.

Now I see why older women seldom have female friends. Pardon my French, but btches are haters. They show their disdain for you in many ways and it often varies per person. They may be rude, evasive, demeaning or distant. None-the-less, I've seen these qualities in various females this week and it is humorous at best. I take that back it's sad.

People seem to be all ears for tragedy and lackluster in regards to happiness. That truely saddens me. Really. I guess the reason I feel compelled to Blog about this is because I've seen it from a multitude of women in a week's timeframe.

From my recent experiences, I aint feelin Black women right now, they crabs in a bucket to me...