“You’re so beautiful,” John would text me out of nowhere in the middle of
the day.
“I could fall in love with you,” he whispered after the first time we “made love,” “had sex,” “hooked up.”
And I felt so safe and protected and desired…
And “I can’t wait to see you,” turned to “I’ve been really busy with work.”
And while he used to pull me towards him, pick me up in his arms and kiss me like a movie star.
Sally, whose idea of a “successful relationship” was a guy remembering her name after a one-night stand, or paying for the Uber ride home
“I could fall in love with you,” he whispered after the first time we “made love,” “had sex,” “hooked up.”
“Hello, it’s Michael,” the deep, kind voice said as I stared at a bald guy with penetrating eyes on my phone screen.
Michael’s name kept on coming up again and again .
“I made it and I invited a few women to look at it…
and it didn’t go well.”
“They couldn’t handle it.”
“They wanted the lie and hated me for telling them the truth.”
She was right. It was hard to watch. Hard to listen to. There were videos and worksheets and these very specific techniques to use...
All this stuff about men’s psychology.
What it’s really like to be a man. What men really think of women.
I felt sick the next day. So nervous.
Like I was standing on a ledge 40 feet up and hoped like hell the bungie cord would stop me from falling to my death.
I'd tried texting John a couple times over the last few weeks but... nothing.
And he asked me if I wanted to get together for a drink.
It’s simple. Just 3 words. But he looked at me confused.
“Did you drug him, is that it? Because that was OVER. Like, I was ready to stage an intervention if you even mentioned his name again.”
I held out. I’d promised not to tell anyone. PROMISED.
Sally is VERY persistent, but eventually she gave up and went home.
They were gone.
“You shouldn’t have done that. I can’t believe you!” I whisper-screamed, not wanting John to hear me from the other room where he was getting ready for work after another blissful night together.
Sally texted me three days later.
I can’t show you what she said, but it rhymes with “Holy Mitt!”
“No, I promised. I promised I wouldn’t share it,” I said.
“Yeah, you didn’t share it. I stole it. Blame me,” she replied.
Not too far, at first.
“Women can handle the truth,” we told him.
“This is how you do it, Mike.”
So, if you’re reading this letter…
It means you are part of the “test.”
It means you have a chance to learn the devastating, wonderful truth.
It means you have a chance to get off the roller coaster of misery most relationships are and have a man actually love and worship you the way you deserve...
But if you can’t…
Well, if you can’t I thank you for your time but please leave this page right now because we have nothing else to talk about.
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