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Females. I know why the majority of my friends are men. Women (though I try to maintain my support of those of the punany persuasion) cease to amaze me. Though I try to believe that sisterhood is compiled of other like minds, I can no longer deny some of the underlying qualities and traits women in general posses (not excluding myself in all honesty).
I remember a long ago conversation with my daughters father (way back when we were friends, ha ha) about the general behavior of women and men. What we agreed upon was that men are reactionary (remember, generally speaking), and women are plotting. For obvious reason men external and women internal. And really women yack yack yack tooo gatdamn much.
Women. I have decided to agree with my mother that I for my life time will only have but a handful of close friends. I have decided that I will no longer pursue major rapports with my sistren. I will however try to continue to understand women especially myself. I will build with sistahs on small levels and guard myself from some of the covert behavior I have seen, been involved with and subjected to. But really, I have no more time to invest in the politrix and cattiness that accompanies the effort to know, grow with and interact with my sistren. Know, I love my sistren no less. Just now from a distance. All my brothers out there...I feel your pain.
Time after time I have overlooked this theory and my better judgment to be closer to and identify with, and experience relationships my sistren. The usual long term outcome of my efforts are DRAMA on some level or another. I hate D.R.A.M.A. and have no tolerance for it. I have intern been accused, slandered, or incited to over-react to a particular situation or persons... by my sistren. The mouth of a woman can be a vile thing. Worse case in point is the sistahs that have tried to step to me on some dumb *ish about their x or current boyfriends (that I am cool with) and my rapport with them. What a classic and repetitive senario. Get over it you insecure bitty! The outcome of some of the imposed behavior of my sistren has at times caused great damage of which I have had to resolve and atone for in some way shape or form (that's if I give a flying f*ck). I have watched and been exposed to homegrrrls of mine plotting on not only myself but others. Funny thing is because I too am a woman and can admit to posessing (but addressing) these very qualities I speak of, this stereotype of women if you will, I have been fortunate to miss many set ups and have stayed a step ahead of those that mean to sabotage me, manipulate or use me on some level or another. And no I'm not being over judgmental, this has taken me 11 years to observe and come to a conclusion about this. Every smear campaign, lie, gossip circle, and blow out has taught me caution. What I have learned under these different circumstances is that leave her to her own counter-productive processes and devices and her agenda will self destruct. There is no need to feed the process. Thus I do not by keeping a distance.
Now know that I still love my sistren. I have 4 homegrrrls that have never ever subjected me to these less than desirable qualities/experiances. Why, because they don't posses them and do do that type if *ish. There are exceptions. The most spectacular of them all being my mother and daughter, of which I have outstanding relationships with. So yeah, I do still believe in my sistren, I just aint lettin you into my cipher so easily if you a newbie in my life. PAY YOUR DUES and earn my trust and loyalty...that *ish ain't free no mo'.
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