men...can't live with them...can't shoot them

after being married and divorced twice and losing two boyfriends several years ago...i decided i was done with the male population. but i gained a newfound hatred for men somewhere along the way. they're ok as friends...mostly. they're fun to play video games with...mostly. but that's it. other than needing them to lift shit, open shit or fix shit for me that's it. i haven't found a single one with any staying power or any ability to keep their dick in their drawers. not to mention they are the most untrustworthy lying sacks of shit i've seen in my life. they have no clue how to treat women or love women. the few and far between that do are so rare that those who have them are lucky. i believe they're out there but they're all spoken for because they're so rare. the majority of them don't want to commit. they just wanna f*ck till they're sick of you and move on. then there's the creeps who won't let go and decide they have to stalk you. the rest in between are drunken druggies and that usually includes the free wife beater pkg. what kind of woman wants that for herself? then some of them once in a relationship seem to think they own us and we no longer belong to ourselves and our own lives. they get to dictate what we can and can not do. as a single person now i can tell you i will never trade this for another round of that bs ever again. it's my life and i'll do what i want with it even if it means being alone for the rest of my life. i have no problem with that. with both husbands i had to start completely over from scratch with all my housing needs and transportation. that sucked up whatever money i wanted to save. i won't give my life up to another man again. the only one i'll surrender all to will be God himself. i've spent too many years being mistreated and used by men to have any desire for that anymore. a friend once asked me how i managed to live without sex for so long. i simply don't care. i'd rather be doing other things anyway. i have other things to do besides that in life. plus someday i might just decide to go somewhere and do something spur of the moment and i don't need some man screwing that up for me. if i had stayed married the second time i never would've experienced a week in new york. i wouldn't be where i am today living my life as i see fit. that kind of happiness is worth something.