I just got home, like 15 minutes ago, and I could not wait to tell you about the date. It seems like I'm getting used to having you around. I don't remember half the things that man was blubbering about. Like I'd shared earlier with you, I just wanted to eat out and not cook. I know every woman who lives alone does this, so no judging! Anyway, my evening became spicier when a very beautiful lady walked up to us—him, rather—and started causing a scene. Something along the lines of '....I've heard enough of your lies.......something something....you keep disrespecting me.....who is she........sobs sobs'
At this point, I am trying my best not to listen or be involved because I hate drama. And also the fact that this m*f** called me and asked me out for dinner, and I was simply just hungry! As I'm finishing my dinner, staring at her sobbing, he looks at me as if I'm supposed to help him out of his situation, and I laugh. So the lady thought I was laughing at her, and she started insulting me. Now, I'm not one to engage in such, and I NEVER fight over men...I was about to walk out and leave until she shoved me. Bro, she shoved me!
Long story short, I left with her wig, and her man cannot walk properly. I hate violence, but that doesn't mean that I cannot defend myself. Bro, my dad raised me like his firstborn son, and my mom took out all her anger and frustrations on me. Of course, I can defend myself physically and verbally. I have MASSIVE TRAUMA DISORDER **laughs in Capricorn** Yes, I said it!
I've had a very eventful evening, my dear. Let me freshen up and go to sleep. I'll update you when I can.
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