Confessions Of A Man Hater

8

Thank you concealer, you have saved my life. I stand in front of my mirror, and examine my stressed face. I haven't got any sleep because of Jamie's questions. Apparently, he was so delighted with the possible "Me and David" that she slept over. Despite the questions, and arrogant attitude, I was thankful Jamie was there, how could I possibly handle an awkward-free night with David? And someone has to do my bandage. My mom called me and so did dad, all worried and on the urge to get in a plane. I told them I was fine and that there was no need to worry

We took my car to the office since I was still too drained to walk. As Jamie started the engine, she was impressed on how well my car was in proper condition, credits to David. And as I got to the office-my team was all worried, even my publishers visited me at the office, with a new fiberglass for my broken window. My team was nice enough to cooperate times thirty, and made work easy for me, they did my errands and made sure that the launch would be a bliss. After lunch, my office was good as new, I sat in there, felt like my office got a makeover. As my day was going well despite the pain in my arm and sleepiness, until a dark clod came to my office.

"I've talked to my lawyer already and they'll submit my restraining order anytime during the day. Is there anything else I could do for you, Detective Tree?"

"You're session with Dr-"

"And I'm totally fine. No need for that." In time was Stacy at the door with my paper works. "Stacy-could you walk Detective Tree to the elevator? Thanks."

"The offer stands." He left a card by my table and left.

I dived through the mails. And got a new crew member, a secretary. For the column. As I write back, she types in the laptop.

Letter #26:

Dear Man Hater,

I've seen your online response to a few personal friends of mine, And saw with my own eyes on how you have helped them get through their heart breaks, and man problems.

I wrote to you for the same thing.

I'm 20, and I got married a year ago, and now I'm a single mom of a one year old for six months. Its hard, I wouldn't deny it. My ex-husband was a total asshole. He left me not for another woman, but for his man hood. He said that everything came to fast, and hated the obligation. It hurts me until now that he has regrets, even to his own son.

But the thing is he is coming back, asking me to retie the knot. I honestly am so torn. I don't want my son to grow up without a father, and Its hard to raise one on my own either. Even with his dick moves, I love him still, but I'm not ready to let him in again.

What should I do?

Sincerely,

Christina Spears,

Chicago

I took a moment to gather my thoughts.

Dear Christina Spears,

I can feel how much you love not only your son but also your ex-husband. Yes it is hard, that's why I salute Single moms, for having so much courage and love to protect and being able to raise fine children.

Yes you need a partner in parenthood. Yes your child need a father. Yes its right to give him a chance cause we're not only talking about your feelings, there's an offspring. But don't rush yourself, he backed off because things happened too fast, in the second chance that was given to you, take it slow, let him grow and be apart of your family. And when you're sure that he is ready and worthy of a place back into your heart.