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Boyfriends Will Be Boys: Sleeping at Your Man’s Crib

I thought this was funny and just had to share. I think we all can relate to this or share a similar story from our dating chronicles. This post is from Around the Way Curls @ http://www.acurlsbf.com    Check it out!

There’s nothing quite like having someone you love in your life. Everything is seemingly easier when you’re laying in their arms, watching your favorite t.v. show while receiving sweet kisses to the back of your neck. (sigh) It’s even better when your home becomes their home, and their home becomes your home. You spend endless nights together falling in love until the morning comes. The birds are chirping. The sun is shining and every thing’s coming up roses. You carefully and quietly slide out of the bed being sure not to wake him. You head to the bathroom, open the door, turn on the light and then BOOM! You see your reflection in the mirror. Your make up is smeared all over your eyes, your hair looks like Sideshow Bob and your face is bumpy and irritated from not washing it the night before. Quickly, you search his bathroom hoping to find a comb and spare toothbrush, some fash wash… hell you’ll settle for hydrogen peroxide at this point. But you find nothing. Completely against your wishes, you open the door and begin to ask your man for the very small things you need (but take for granted) in the morning.
  • You ask him for something to comb your hair out with… He passes you the brush he maintains his waves or beard with.
  • You ask him for face wash… He passes you an old stale bar of Dial soap.
  • You ask him for something to wash your hair with… He passes you some awful 2 in 1 shampoo and conditioner, probably Head and Shoulders.
  • You ask him for some moisturizer or oil for your hair… he passes you a big blue bottle of Ultra Sheen. lol!
  • You ask him for a wash cloth but they are all dirty so you use your hand.
  • His towels smell purely like the gym so you secretly use a loose sheet or oversized tee shirt you found lying around to dry.
  • You use his afro pick to detangle your hair only to find that it tangles it more.
  • Then you drip all over the place because you don’t have a hair dryer or towel to properly dry off making the bathroom floor deadly.
  • And the only thing he somewhat has right is the Coca Butter on his dresser but then you realize it’s the wack watered down kind that is more soupy than a butter. UGGHHHHH
After all is said is done you’re so frustrated that you finally blurt out “I need to leave some things over here if you want me here. I have to go to work and I don’t have anything I need to get ready. You can leave stuff at my place. I should be able to leave stuff at yours”. He looks up from his laptop or phone (while sitting in the bed looking just as good as he does all the time) and simply says, “Okay”. You smile realizing that you made a bigger deal out of everything than necessary and that you should have just mentioned it before. You crawl back in bed and give him a sweet kiss on the cheek. Moments pass and he says nonchalantly, “Babe, this is nice and all but your hair is wet and your dripping on my sheets”. You roll your eyes and grin, taking note that the two of you just shared one of those ‘relationship moments’ you only see on t.v. You sashay back to the bathroom and go about your business.
-Antoinette
What are your thoughts? Have you been there and done that?
Truthseeker411

Six Different Types of 35 Year Old Men

Now of course Hilarity In Shoes @www.hilarity-in-shoes.com did not leave the men out. She also has a post that describe the types of men. Check it out!

(See the ladies get their typecasting with Seven Types of 35-Year-Old Women)

1.  The Unicorn

The Unicorn is totally normal and well-adjusted.  He has a good job, and makes a decent living, but is not a workaholic.  He likes his family, but doesn’t live with them.  He is funny, and well-informed, and cooks a mean pasta bolognese.  He has friends from all periods of his life with whom he is still in touch.  He is not an alcoholic, drug abuser, or porn addict.  He reads.  He is easy on the eyes, or even hot.  He is taller than you.  The Unicorn longs wistfully to meet his special someone, to lay his head in your lap to watch HBO on Sunday night after a weekend full of chores and friends and family, and to wake up with you on Monday mornings in perpetuity.

The most important thing to know about The Unicorn is that, as his name implies, he does not exist.

2.  The Married Guy

Look away from The Married Guy.  He is either faithful, in which case you should concentrate your energy on trying not to hate his wife for her obscene good fortune, or cheating, in which case you should concentrate your energy on hoping he falls down and breaks his ankle, at a minimum.   Either way, he is not for you. Don’t give him a chance to flirt with you, even at a wedding; it will only erode your faith in humanity that much more.

The most important thing to know about The Married Guy is that he is already married and therefore nonexistent, as far as you’re concerned.

3.  The Eeyore

Poor Eeyore.  Some woman done him wrong, and he can’t get over it.  Maybe it was a divorce, maybe just a non-contractual broken heart, but either way he can’t love again because it just hurts. too. much.  He sure can mope, though.  He lives somewhere grim and bland, with unadorned white walls and no headboard.  The bulk of his emotional energy goes to nursing his great scabby wound, carefully enlarging it day by day.  Eeyore may perk up for a bit when he meets you, because even forlorn people get horny, but he can’t be happy with you long-term because he cannot be happy.  If your cup of love and affection truly runneth over, feel free to unload some into the gaping maw of Eeyore’s unhappiness.  You won’t get it back, but perhaps that will lighten the load for the rest of your journey.

The most important thing to know about Eeyore is that you can’t fix him, but you can waste a lot of time trying.  No seriously, you can’t fix him.  For real.

4.  The Peter Pan

Oh, Peter.  He is so cute in those tights.  His childlike enthusiasm for life helps you unearth the old, fun you, who stayed up drinking until the bars closed and talking until the sun came up.  Sadly the old you, like the current Peter, did not have a job that required leading staff meetings at 9 a.m. At some point in your relationship with Peter, you will remember the benefits of 8 hours of sleep and sufficient hydration, and you will gradually become the buzz kill who starts tapping her foot impatiently when Peter orders another round at 10 p.m. on a Tuesday, or worse yet the fuming harpy lying rigid with fury as you wait for him to stumble into the house at last call.

The most important thing to know about The Peter Pan is that he can’t resist something shiny, and eventually you will become dull, what with the desire to sleep at night and the full-time job.  Best chance with Peter is to meet him when you are 25 and perhaps grow up together.   Wave bon voyage to that ship, for it has sailed.

5.  Mr. Saturday Night

Mr. Saturday Night is a big success.  He has a closet full of Ben Sherman shirts and if he doesn’t yet own a bespoke suit, rest assured that he soon will.   Mr. Saturday Night smells good and drives a nice car, which he valet-parks with assurance at trendy restaurants.  He owns a well-furnished condo in a high-rise, with black leather modular furniture and an unused kitchen.  With his carefully mussed hair, gym membership, and back slapping affability, Mr. Saturday Night is half overgrown frat boy and half metrosexual, but all narcissist.  He’s a good date if you like wearing heels and drinking martinis in places that are always a bit too loud, and don’t mind spending weeknights alone while he works late and gladhands with business associates.

The most important thing to know about Mr. Saturday Night is that he will look almost as good at 45 as he does at 35, and it’s then that he will marry the smart, attractive, and blonde-highlighted type of 30-year-old that you were five years ago.

6.  The Braying Ass

Not to be confused with poor Eeyore, The Braying Ass is single at 35 for reasons that he can’t quite discern but you readily can.  He condescends to waiters, interrupts your sentences, elicits a weary if wincing acceptance from colleagues, and has a little too much body hair to be overlooked in light of his other bad traits.  The Braying Ass subscribes to Maxim.  He is confident for no good reason.  He is a little too close to his mother, who loves him with a fierce and unsettling passion.  He has an annoying, honking laugh, but nice eyes and a good heart.

The most important thing to know about The Braying Ass is that he is not ideal, but he actually looks pretty good in some lights.  Some of his bad traits are just habits that can be reversed in time, but some run far deeper, and you will be cringing about them at dinner parties ten years from now.  Make that 40 years if your kids inherit them.

Gentlemen, where do you fall on this list? What are your thoughts? Ladies, do you agree with her assessment the different types of men? Do share!

Truthseeker411

Seven Different Types of (Single) 35 Year Old Women

Here’s another good post. I found this at Hilarity In Shoes, www.hilarity-in-shoes.com. It’s very enlightening as well as humorous! Check it out!

Caveat: Like the last one, this is by no means an exhaustive list.

1.  The Careerist

The Careerist spent her entire twenties in school, or working 65 hours a week on the Hill for $30,000 per annum.  Now she is midway up the career ladder and consumed with climbing even higher.  She thinks about dating, and even tries to sometimes, but all the men she meets are Mr. Saturday Night types or, at best, Braying Asses.  The kind of sweet, scruffy grad school students she used to date have either morphed into one of the two types mentioned above or stayed sweet and scruffy and are totally threatened by dating someone who makes more money than they do.  So, she eats her Lean Cuisines alone in her condo and ponders dog ownership, always deciding that she just doesn’t have the time for one right now, but soon.  Soon.

2. The Gay Divorcee

Whether she has kids or not, The Gay Divorcee is exhausted and wary.  She has seen the upsides and downsides of committed couplehood, and she’s not at all sure the pleasures of the first are worth the horrors of the second.  She doesn’t quite fit in with her single friends, who are wistful for their own white weddings (and a bit jealous of her wedding registry KitchenAid mixer and heavy flatware), but to some of her married friends she is anathema–the worst case scenario, a living embodiment of the ultimate catastrophe.  She has some trust issues.  She has some anger.  She has what you might call baggage.  She is either deeply relieved that she did not procreate with her ex, or terrified that she’s missed her chance. The idea of dating makes her want to sleep for days.

3.  The Upbeat Ugly Duckling

The Duckling is everyone’s best pal.  She is a sympathetic ear for the emotionally conflicted, bridesmaid extraordinaire, the fun auntie who buys the best birthday presents, and on-demand brunch buddy for her gay friends.  She bakes cupcakes.  She’s a joiner–book clubs, volunteer tutoring, Improv classes. She has mastered the art of being the plus-one, the person who fills in at the concert when a date backs out at the last minute.  There are plenty of people she could call at three a.m., which is great, but she wishes there were someone she could wake by rolling over and shaking his shoulder.  Her romantic interests tend to be the kind of men who don’t commit, and definitely the kind who don’t come to potluck night with the gang.  She has been waiting for the pieces to fall into place, and is becoming increasingly concerned that they might not, but she maintains an outwardly cheerful countenance anyway.

4.  The Mouse

The Mouse is a nervous, timid girl, usually wearing a cardigan to counter a chill that no one else feels.  Her hobbies are esoteric–maybe she sings in a choir, or takes ceramics.  She hasn’t been known to date anyone for years, in fact, it’s generally assumed that she is a little afraid of men, their roughness and loudness and unpredictable natures.  Her life is a china shop, and she fears the proverbial bull.  She has two cats, each of which has an old-fashioned, multisyllabic name–Desdemona or Sebastian.  The Mouse musters up the courage to put herself out there every once in a while, but psyching herself up for the Singles Volunteer Event or whatever is so exhausting that she’s always spent by the time it rolls around.  Her shabby-chic apartment on a quiet street is her bookish refuge.

5.  The Aging Party Girl

Well, she finally quit smoking, but she seems a little lost without the habit.  The Party Girl still hits the old haunts, but now it’s mostly to reminisce with her bartender friends about old crazy antics instead of to create new mayhem.  She used to sleep with the band guy back in the day, and now when she runs into him on the street she is stunned by how old and tired he looks; all gin blossoms and jowl.  It makes her grateful for the feminine mercies afforded by makeup. Recently, she caught herself wondering for the first time if her outfit was age-appropriate.  She promptly ordered a Grand Marnier back to banish that thought.  She misses her old crowd, now mostly married and saddled with kids.  The people she sees out now just seem so…callow, but what is she supposed to do, stay home alone?

6.  The Determined Dater

The DD has chipper profiles on Match.com, eHarmony, PLentyofFish, and several even less reputable sites that she doesn’t tell people about.  She dates like it’s a part-time job.  She’s looked at so many profiles, and been on so many awkward coffee dates, that every man in the city looks vaguely familiar.  When men make eye contact with her on the street, she smiles radiantly just in case it’s someone she’s kissed.  She has a first date outfit for every season and rotates shoes according to her prospective dates’ alleged height.  She has been telling herself that it’s a numbers game, but the more she crunches the numbers the more fearful she is that this particular account won’t ever balance.  She sets deadlines for herself–If I’m not in a committed relationship by 37 I will go to a sperm bank–but gratefully lets them slip when a date seems promising.   She has decided that she will spend her next tax return on matchmaking services, and the one after that on cryogenic egg preservation.

7.  The Zen Mistress

This incredibly flexible, vegan, Zen koan-quoting quasi-Buddhist is concentrating on her body instead of some man’s.  From her incredibly complex yoga schedule, to her weekly early morning power-walk with her Peace Corps buddy, to the food scale on her counter, she is in control of her life. Her therapist and her acupuncturist agree that she has made huge strides since she hit rock-bottom after her last long-term relationship died over her ex’s refusal to put a ring on it if he liked it so much.  He went to Spain and opened a cafe with some shiny 25-year-old who looks nothing like her, and she wishes them well.  As far as you know.  The Zen Mistress works for a nonprofit and thinks deeply about whether shaving her legs sets feminism back.  She has a tiny secret crush on the barista who makes her soy latte every morning.  This is the only erotic charge in her entire cruelty-free life.

Ok Ladies, Which one describes you best? Can you relate to more than one type? Do tell!

Truthseeker411

The Ladies and the Season for Open Toed Shoes

Ladies it’s spring and I know we are ready to rock the latest open toed shoe. You’ve seen this before in email chains, if not check it out. Before you go struttin your stuff, stand up and take the pledge.

The Open Toed Shoe Pledge

As a member of the Cute Girl Sisterhood, I pledge to follow the Rules when wearing sandals and other open-toe shoes:

I promise to always wear sandals that fit. My toes will not hang over and touch the ground, nor will my heels spill over the backs. And the sides and tops of my feet will not pudge out between the straps.

I will go polish-free or vow to keep the polish fresh, intact and chip-free.  I will not cheat and just touch up my big toe.

I will sand down any mounds of skin before they turn hard and yellow. I will shave the hairs off my big toe.

I won’t wear pantyhose even if my misinformed girlfriend, coworker, mother, sister tells me the toe seam really will stay under my toes if I tuck it there.

If a strap breaks, I won’t duct-tape, pin, glue or tuck it back into place hoping it will stay put. I will get my shoe fixed or toss it.

I will not live in corn denial; rather I will lean on my good friend Dr. Scholl’s if my feet need him.

I will resist the urge to buy jelly shoes at Payless for the low, low price of $4.99 even if my feet are small enough to fit into the kids’ sizes. This is out of concern for my safety, and the safety of others. No one can walk properly when standing in a pool of sweat and I would hate to take someone down with me as I fall and break my ankle.

I will take my toe ring off toward the end of the day if my toes swell and begin to look like Vienna sausages.

I will be brutally honest with my girlfriend/sister/coworker when she asks me if her feet are too ugly to wear sandals. Someone has to tell her that her toes are as long as my fingers and no sandal makes creepy feet look good.

I will promise if I wear flip-flops that I will make sure that they actually flip and flop, making the correct noise while walking and I will swear NOT to slide or drag my feet while wearing them.

I will promise to go to my local nail salon at least once per season  atleast once a month and have a real pedicure (they range from $15-$30 and worth EVERY penny).

I will promise to throw away any white/off-white sandals that show signs of wear… nothing is tackier than dirty white sandals.

Please share with your sista friends!

Happy Spring!!!

Truthseeker411

Truthseeker’s Reflections of 2011

As I sit and reflect on 2011, I truly can say it was very interesting. I didn’t have a lot of drama or scandals but I think a few things that stood out to me. Where should I start…Let’s see!

One of My  Accomplishments

I accomplished many small things in 2011. I won’t name them all but one accomplishment does come to mind. By April 2011 I was 25 pounds lighter and loving it! Just in time to rock the latest spring fashions. Hopefully I can lose a few more pounds this year :-)

The Funniest or Most Embarrassing Thing That Happened to Me

In the Spring of 2011, I had a blind date to a Spring Gala. After losing 25 pounds I was very excited about dressing up and being a princess for the night. Not to mention having a an escort. Let’s just say it was a #fail. My blind date arrived to escort me to the gala and I wanted to run for the hills. He didn’t look anything like his picture. He was not an attractive person at all. He closely resembled a camel. He had a very strange look. I don’t know what the hell he did to his pictures, but I couldn’t believe my eyes. He had on a tuxedo that just didn’t do anything for him and to top it all off he had a beanie looking hat on his head. The nice girl in me proceeded with the date but the mean girl in me wanted to tell him the date was off. We arrived to the gala. I slowly walked to the door because I just did not want to enter with Shrek. I just wanted that night to end quickly. I didn’t introduce him to anybody, wouldn’t dance with him, and barely held a conversation with him. I kept thinking how did I get myself in this dilemma.  Needless to say, I survived the gala but you better believe my friends did not let me live it down. As a gag gift for my birthday, they framed a picture of me and a camel’s face on a male’s body. The look on my face was priceless! The lesson learned from this experience is don’t let a blind date escort you to a major function.

The Most Shocking News I Received

Back in June, my ex I dated for six years shared some very big news with me.  My ex and I had this very long and intense relationship. I guess you can say he was my first love. Everyone expected us to get married, including him and me.  When you thought of Truthseeker, you instantly thought of Night Rider.  That’s just the way it was. We’ve been broken up for years and moved on with other people but there’s always this connection. Any who, we have become very good friends over the years. He shared with me that he was going to be a father. He was not happy about the news because he and the mommy to be are not exactly the happy couple. I’m listening to him and trying to come to grips with this announcement. I was totally shocked. I never would have predicted that. I was feeling some kind of way about his big news, but why? After all we have been broken up for nine years. Mr. Night Rider is still trying to come to terms with being a father. He always felt that I would be the mother of his child(ren). I guess in a way I did too.

The Most Surprising Thing I Did

The most surprising thing I did in 2011 was starting this blog. It’s still very surreal at times because I have never done anything like this. It’s kind of funny because I do enjoy writing. I have written poems, skits, and short stories but never have I wanted to share them. One of my friends actually suggested I start this blog because I would always joke about writing a book about dating experiences. Some friends tell have said me starting a blog isn’t a shocker to them but I disagree. However,I am glad I did start The Truth About Dating and I am grateful for my friend who suggested it. It has become a very fun and therapeutic hobby. I wish I could write a post everyday but the Ph.D program takes most of my time. I will continue to post when time allows. I have a few topics written in my notebook. Stay tuned!

Moving Ahead

Twenty-Twelve is here now and I am excited about what’s in store for me. I didn’t make any resolutions because I know I will not follow through. Instead I have set a few attainable goals. Goals I know I can reach. It’s going to be a good year! 2012 is the year of possibilities!

Alright Truthseeker Fans, share some of the things you experienced in 2011. Whether it was funny, horrible, outrageous, or just plain silly.

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It Sucks to Be You!

Women tend to enjoy the Beyoncé anthems like Irreplaceable and The Best Thing I Never Had because they are relatable. Those female anthems have inspired many women to get rid of that good for nothing man. Hearing the catchy phrases “to the left, to the left” and “I bet it sucks to be you right now” empowers women to dismiss that bad lover. I happen to like both songs; however, there is a flip side. Meaning that men can say the same thing to us.

This story is about a relationship that ended because of a cell phone conversation that shouldn’t have taken place. A woman was talking to a friend and didn’t realize her phone dialed her significant other. She was going on and on about him. She said that her s/o was going to buy a new house if they were going to continue to be together. She didn’t like the old house he was living in. She also discussed how she was going to take his money. She continued to rant and rave not knowing that her s/o was listening. To make a long story short, he confronted her and decided they should part ways. She was stunned when she realized he heard the entire conversation. She begged and pleaded for him to stay but of course, he didn’t

Time went on and he moved on with someone else. Meanwhile the ex was determined to win him back. She played every trick in the book. Nothing worked. She thought for sure she would get him back until he dealt the final blow to her ego. The conversation went something like this:

Her: I need to get my shoes I left at your house.

Him: Ok when can you come get them?

Her: Can you bring them to me?

Him: I will drop them off when I get off work.

Fast Forward

Him: I’m in your driveway. Come get your stuff.

Her: Dang, you can’t come in.

Him: No

Her: You brought me all of my things. I just wanted my shoes.

Him: There is no need to prolong this.

Her: Why are you acting like this? Why are you tripping? You aint gotta act like that! Why don’t you come in for a little while?

Him: I’m trying to give you your stuff. We are not together anymore.

Her: We can at least be friends. Why are you so cold towards me?

Him:I don’t have time for this, please get your stuff!

Then she started to say a few choice words to him. She called him everything in the book. He finally said, “It sucks to be you right now!” Boy did that piss her off! She went ballistic! She said, “What are you trying to say?” “I’m the best thing you never had”. He said quite honestly you are. He went on to say that he was a good man and that he really cared for her but she showed her true colors. He said he is glad the true intentions were revealed.

Talk about shiggity blowing up in her face. She lost a good man because she didn’t appreciate what she had. Her ex  moved on with another woman. He found someone who appreciates him and that is totally into him and not his money. I bet it really sucks to be her right now.

Ladies let this be a lesson learned. Don’t think you’re “Irreplaceable” and don’t think a man won’t tell you “you’re the best thing he has never had”. I found this story to be humorous and just had to share.

Ok fans…………..speak your mind!

Truthseeker411

Happy Weight

Ok Ladies……….Have you ever been hanging around the house with your new sweetheart, and couldn’t wait to unbuttoned your jeans? Not because you wanted to get busy, but because the jeans were feeling snug.

Most of us have fallen victim to the dreaded weight gain when happiness strikes. I know I have.  Is it because we stop caring for ourselves? I don’t think so.

Picture this….. You and sweetheart are going to restaurant after restaurant; having dinner and cocktails. You have movie nights with pizza and hot wings. Then you find yourself cuddling more on the couch instead of going to the gym. Oh and not to mention enjoying those sweet treats Shari’s Berries your sweetheart is sending all the time. Then suddenly, your look up and your ass is  fat 10, 15, or 25 pounds heavier.

The thing that is most irritating is that the man usually doesn’t gain weight. Therefore, you find yourself with extra baggage and he is slim and trim. What’s even worse is when you and your sweetheart break up and you have all that weight gain…………….so not fair (LOL!) Here is what you do when you are in an exciting new relationship:

  1. When eating out, eat half of your food and take the rest to go.  Don’t try to keep up with your sweetheart. If you get dessert, make him split it with you.
  2. Limit the cocktails. If you man is guzzling all the wine, that doesn’t mean you have to compete.
  3. Instead of snuggling on the couch several nights of week, go for a walk together.
  4. Convince your sweetheart to join the gym or workout with you. You could even take dance lessons together.

The excitement of a new relationship is alway fun. You enjoy being with that special someone and doing all the wonderful things that couples do. Our hips and tummy pay the price but remember they don’t have too. Enjoy your man and still be sexy. I know…I know..It’s easier said than done.

Have you ever experienced weight gain in a relationship? Fellas, can you relate?

Truthseeker411

The Unspoken Truth

Facebook, Datebook, Fakebook, Hatebook, Sexbook, Snoopbook

Founded in February 2004, Facebook is a social utility that helps people communicate more efficiently with their family, friends, and coworkers. Anyone can sign up and interact with the people they know in a trusted environment. It has become a huge social networking phenomenon. I venture to say the 1 out of 5 people have a Facebook page.  Now this is all good if we could just use it for what it was intended to be. There are always a few rotten apples that make it hard for others. Why can’t we use Facebook for what it was created for?

Have you or someone you know ever experienced drama of any kind on Facebook? Have you seen people air their dirty laundry or their love life on Facebook? Have you or someone you know ever been busted on Facebook?

I bet some of you reacted like I did when you first saw it………… You probably said something like “Really”,  ”Seriously”, ” I can’t believe this sh*!” As I am writing this I am thinking back to the Facebook drama stories I have heard and I can’t help but laugh. It’s really funny!!! Facebook has become “The Unspoken Truth”. People reveal their truths on Facebook.  Whether it’s good, bad, or ugly, they reveal it. Now I am sure there are plenty of people putting on their “representative” or just plain deceitful. I guess it is safe to say Facebook is the Social Soap Opera. Maybe that explains why All My Children is being cut. Why watch daytime TV when you have Facebook?

1st Facebook Drama Story: Last summer me and other mutual friends saw a couple display their dramatic break up on their walls. The guy evidently flirted with someone else at a party and the girlfriend was there. She was furious because it was someone who has been after her boyfriend for a while. I guess he fell for the bait. The following days after the party, the girlfriend posted ” It’s not good to let a 20 come between you and your 80.”  That statement started a chain of events and it got pretty ugly. The bystanders enjoyed every moment because it was drama.  Someone finally said, ” Take that shit to the phone or inbox!” My thoughts exactly! This particular couple was pretty young and they were back together within 2 weeks posting I Love You on each other’s wall. Ain’t that a bitch!!!

2nd Facebook Drama Story: This is a very common story. One of my friends was dating a guy and she really liked him. They always had fun together. One of their favorite things to do  was to drink wine and eat sushi. He was totally accepting of her children. The only problem was getting him to commit. It was similar to Carrie and Big on Sex and the City. She couldn’t understand why because they always spent time together. A friend of hers stumbled on his page and noticed that he was recently married. Everyone was posting congratulations and complimenting the pictures. My friend couldn’t believe it. She found her answer…….. The Unspoken Truth.

         Now let’s talk about the Facebook lovers! No I am not talking about the people who enjoy Facebook. I’m talking about the people who date on Facebook. The question is why do it? It is too public; to social to pull off. Everyone will be in your business. You will be obsessed with checking each other’s page. The minute someone posts something crazy, the shit hits the fan. Don’t use Facebook as a dating site. Join an online dating service (now that’s another discussion altogether). Don’t get me wrong, if you happen to meet your match on Facebook, then all the luck to you. Just keep it outside of Facebook! Your chances for dating success are better. Stop letting the world know your intimate truths. You do have a right to privacy.

 Finding out your significant other or spouse is cheating on Facebook is a new trend! Why hire a private investigator? Just go log into Facebook and there is your “unspoken truth”. I have seen countless of couples break up because of Facebook. I remember one in particular. A friend had pictures of her and her man posted. A mutual friend of another mutual friend had pictures of her and the same guy posted. I know what you are thinking, it could have been from a previous relationship. Well it turns out he was seeing both of the women at the same time. Imagine their humiliation.

You can find a lot of liars on FB! I didn’t want to leave their asses out of the story. Some people have different faces. They say one thing and their profiles say another. For example, a few years ago a man and a woman met and hung out for a little while. They talked for hours on the phone. They went on several dates. It was fun for while and then they decided to just be friends. Two years later, they found each other on FB.  Well after some time had passed, the man posted “Enjoying time with my kids.” Now the woman was shocked because he said he didn’t have kids when they were dating. Then she saw pictures of the kids. She politely inboxed him and said, “I thought you didn’t have children.” He replied, ” I have 4  kids. I thought I told you.” More proof that Facebook is the “unspoken truth”

I actually saw this posted last week and it was kind of funny.  I’m sure it wasn’t so funny to the person that it happened to. Someone posted “Have you ever ignored someone’s text messages but update your status on FB. Then you finally talk to the person and say I’m sorry I didn’t respond, I was asleep.” The person then replies, “Who was updating your status on FB?” I laughed my ass off!!! Hey once again…………….the unspoken truth!

It’s your choice to do what you want to do on Facebook but remember there is always a price to pay for putting your private life on display. Someone is always watching, looking, snooping.  Don’t say I didn’t warn you! Am I giving up FB anytime soon? Hell no……………it’s very entertaining! Even better it’s  “The Unspoken Truth”!

What are your thoughts ?

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