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3 Kinds....



(This is just my opinion of what I have witnessed over the last few years…)

I have worked hard all of my life and have even started completely over a  couple times, each time learning from myself and my own mistakes and from the mistakes of others.

It’s been about four years now that I have been by myself. I’ve had a lot of time to reflect on many things. I have spent a lot of days looking at myself in the mirror understanding and realizing that I am not perfect by any means however, I feel that I am a good catch for someone.

I’m independent and self-sufficient. I am very organized and can be a little OCD at times. My bills are always paid on time unless it is something beyond my control. I have short term and long term goals. Except for God, my family will always come first. I’m not afraid to try anything once; if I like it I will do it again and again if I want to. I always try to balance work and pleasure. I eat healthy, for the most part. I do not smoke. I do not drink excessively. I love to entertain and I love to travel. Although I like a schedule, I also like to be spontaneous. I know my self worth.

During this time of being single, I have discovered that there seems to be three types of single men.

The first type of single men are “players”. Their self-confidence is extremely high. They are typically good looking men and know it. They enjoy the single life of coming and going as they please; doing all the things they like to do by and for themselves. They don’t want the responsibility of a relationship and only want women around for sex. 

The second type of single men want complete control of the relationship because they have been hurt or used by other women to an extreme. They have difficulty trusting all women because of what one woman has done to them. These men have a low self-esteem and very little self-confidence. They fail to see the “good“ in other women by assuming they know what’s best for her. 

The third type of single men want a responsible, attractive woman; her self-care is just as important to them as it is her to her. They take as much pride in her appearance as their own. They like the fact that she works and is self sufficient. They help out when necessary and enjoy sharing hobbies and engaging in activities with her. These men however, can be intimidated by her work ethic especially if her work ethic is similar to theirs which can make them feel less powerful.They may even be a little jealous if she is not making as much time for them as they think she should. They feel threatened by her self motivation and ability to multitask, but most of all by her self-confidence. 

Relationships are all about respect, loyalty, trust, friendship, love, maturity, submission yet equality, among so many more things. I know there are men that feel the same way. 

..... and this is why I’m single...... I’m not settling. 

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