Men are the worst

I don’t even know where to start. I’ve literally been crying my eyes out all day!!! I feel like shit. Long story short I was talking to this guy for like a month and everything was going well. The only thing was he was super busy and I’d only talk to him once or twice a day. I was told to just be patient with him. I feel like someone who really values you will make time regardless but our culture and brought up was different so I give the benefit of the doubt. We’re from The Gambia, West Africa. I’m not in love with him but I guess I like him plus I was getting to know him and we’re supposed to be building something. A couple of days before my period I explained to him that I get really hormonal and I get mean but I also just cry for no reason. Like my PMS is bad. He responded with “ Well if you’re mean to me then I won’t talk to you for 7 days when your period is over). He claimed that that statement was a joke but I didn’t believe him.

On the second day of my period I got irritated and I told him that if he can’t give me enough attention and or call me beck when he says he will then he needs to just leave me alone. He has not called me for 3 days. I’m definitely not going to call him. I’m not upset because he ghosted me and that “joke” he mad is actually reality now. I’m tired of men. I’m tired of investing my time and energy in men who give the bare minimum. Everyone thinks I’m the problem because I’m always so quick to let a man go whenever he’s not pulling his weight. Sometimes I just wake up in the morning and go on a blocking spree. I’m constantly working on myself to be the best version of me. I always take accountability and I love to learn.

It’s not that he ghosted me but the audacity. It’s always the principle for me. I’ve been nothing but good to him. Its the fact that I give so much and I don’t even ask for much in return. JUST ACT RIGHT!! It’s also a combination of everything I’ve been through with men. I have the worst luck. I love myself and my confidence is there but sometimes men make me feel like there’s something wrong with me. My dad never loved me and I don’t know what live feels like. I’m not surprised but I’m disappointed. That’s a huge red flag for me. I never get mad at people for being who they are. I don’t want to write a whole chapter book because I have so much to say.