😒Bitter Broads

In case you guys had no idea, I am also a published author & aside from blogging, I write stories. Check out this excerpt from my short story “Game Over.”

💋You know the warm fuzzy feeling you get when that special someone calls? And that tingling feeling you get in your stomach from being in love? You know how it is to be in love, right? Yeah, me neither.

And I’m tired of everyone around me acting like they are so in love. They know like I know that everybody cheats. Men, women, boys & girls. But especially men.

You wanna know where your prince charming is? Somewhere cheating.

What about the “knight in shining armor?”

Somewhere in another woman’s face lying and hyping her up. And guess what else? She’s believing it.

He’s texting her and 3 other women the same “good morning beautiful” text; and every time he posts a status on social media about his girl or “bae,” they are all believing that she is the one he’s referring to.

She’s telling the world that she’s in love & can’t live without him. She’s surfing the internet looking for wedding dresses and planning her dream wedding because she has met the man of her dreams. She has bought all the false dreams he’s sold her. She’s bought by false hope.

Meanwhile, he’s in some other woman’s DM or inbox getting her number and making her feel special too. I swear some of y’all mamas raised boo boo the fool. I was a fool two times. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me & I was definitely ashamed.

I’m convinced, ain’t no such thing as love & the people that are “in love” are faking the funk just to say they have somebody. These men got these women out here looking stupid; and then they get mad when somebody  try to tell them that their man is for everybody. But I can’t say too much because I was out here looking stupid too. Malcolm and Braxton had me fooled.

That love stuff is for the birds and those men ain’t nothing but old bats, buzzards, chickens, and turkeys. Love ain’t real. I’m starting to think it’s just a myth.

These women that are “in love” think they are winning, but in reality they’re losing.

You know what they are losing? Their cotton picking minds. Especially if they think they are the only one.

What’s even crazier is when a man approaches

you and you bring up the fact that he has a girlfriend, he has the nerve to say stupid things like “I can have friends” or “what my girl don’t know won’t hurt her” like that justifies cheating. I heard that was Malcolm’s response, but that didn’t surprise me. However, I was shocked to learn that this was Braxton’s answer too.

I start thinking to my self, “Well, she’s gonna know ‘cuz I’m gonna tell her.”

Then I snap myself out of that trance, knowing good and doggone well that she wouldn’t believe me if I did try to tell her.

See, men like that are single in your inbox begging for a phone number & time to “chill,” but are the same men “in love” on Facebook.

Boy, please! They are the first ones participating in “Woman crush Wednesday.”

I can’t help but roll my eyes at that kind of foolishness. I’m not hating on nobody’s relationship, but I know half of them ain’t what it’s crapped up to be. Cuz me and Malcolm had everybody thinking we was all peaches and cream. Don’t even get me started on Braxton. I was actually foolish enough to marry him. So, don’t take what I’m saying personal because it applies to me too. I’m not exempt. If the shoe fits, you gotta lace that ish up and wear it. But if I’m not stepping on your toes, don’t worry about what I’m saying.

All men gonna do is lie and cheat. All they want from women is “a little piece of tail,” booty calls, wham-bam-thank you ma’am, hit it and quit it, smash & pass or whatever you want to call it..

You may think I am a Bitter Broad, but I’m not.

I have my reasons. Let me tell you about Lamont. Or maybe Tyrone. Or maybe Rondell. Tyreek. Wallace. Chris. Champion. Whatever, you get the picture.

I really thought Braxton was the one, but as it turns out, he was a nickel that couldn’t handle this dime. He was too busy throwing away a diamond to pick up a bunch of rocks.

Published by Stephy Says 💋

I am a multifaceted blogger with an outgoing personality full of fun, yet professional.

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