This kind of man knows what he wants; he wants to step
outside of his marriage and have hot sex with another woman. Sure, he’s wrong.
But the man has a goal in mind. And if you’re dumb enough to fall for the “okey
doke”…is it really his fault?
Gaggles of girlfriends in Houston, Los Angeles, South
Africa, Great Britain and a slew of cities around the world have undoubtedly had
a conversation about the dog of a dude one of them ran across. And among them
there’s always one who says, “He didn’t tell me he was married!”
To that, I respond: “Child, please. Did you ask?”
Honey, I’m not riding my high horse today. And I’m not taking
the high road either. In other words, I’m not going to blame that evil man who
is about to cheat on his wife with YOU! Hell, he has a plan and he’s sticking
to it. And this man is out there. He’s very real. So, arguing about how “wrong”
he is for his intentions to “get it on” is a moot point right now.
The point of this revelation is to highlight a woman’s
culpability in her own relationships with men. Basically, at some point, women
cannot play victim any more. At some point, sistas of all shades and
ethnicities have to grow up and accept that sometimes, it is what it is. Men cheat.
Men play games. Men manipulate. And to be fair to the fellas, I’ll switch it
up. Women cheat. Women play games (more so than the men). And women are master
manipulators.
Today’s message is specifically for the ladies because I have
yet to hear a grown ass man complain, “She didn’t tell me she was married.” I promise you the man who makes this
declaration is getting his butt beat in the club parking lot by his buddies!
For real…ladies, you can’t always blame the men for what
they do. You sometimes have to blame yourself for not digging deeper. If he
didn’t tell you he was married, you have to look at yourself and admit…YOU DIDN’T
ASK!!! Seriously, you ask the Macy’s shoe salesman more questions about how many
coupons you can combine than you ask a man questions about who he is. Women ask
more questions about how to apply MAC Makeup than they ask about a man’s
availability. Women put more energy into picking the right hair weave than they
do investigating a man’s interest in an actual relationship. No doubt, you see
where I’m going with this.
Here’s an example. I’ve got a beautiful cousin who allowed
me to share her story with Relationship Revelations readers. Bottom line: Her
husband cheated on her. At the time, she was a career Registered Nurse who
worked the night shift. And while she was out burning the midnight oil, he was
in bed having phone sex with some trollop across town. This witch eventually
got into my cousin’s husband’s cell phone and called her up…ON DA JOB!!!
They ultimately exchanged a lot of words and I’ll let you
fill in the blanks yourself. But the conversation hit a low point when the
heifer said, “He’s always on the phone with me every night for hours. He never
told me he was married. He never mentioned you!”
My cousin snapped back, “Shit, did you ask?!?! Have you ever
been to MY house?? NO! You’ve never been to MY house to see MY husband, because
if you had you’d see MY picture every-damned-where!!!”
And my cousin was right. That dummy can’t claim she was a
victim. The man didn’t put a gun to her head to keep her moanin’ and groanin’ on
the phone like a horny , hormonal teenager. He had a plan, played his game and
got those panties!
Yet all she had to do was ask, “Are you married?”
Now, I can already sense some readers yelling at the
computer screen about the fact that the guy can lie and not answer honestly.
And, that’s true. But if a woman asks this question and if the man lies, this
takes the responsibility OFF of the woman’s shoulders. And until she asks the
question, the responsibility is all hers. (I’ve purposely chosen NOT to comment
on the multitude of ways to look a guy’s info up online. I’ll leave that to
readers to share!)
Besides, when you first meet a person, they’re not gonna
blurt out, “Hi, my name is Rufus. It’s nice to meet you, too. I’m married.”
I mean, who does that?
I’m going to put a bow on this thing and wrap it up. If you’re
in your 20s and going through this, you’ll learn. If you’re in your 30s and
going through this, you’ll get over it. And if you’re in your 40s and 50s going
through this, your ass is just a glutton for punishment. Don’t let the “fine”
fool ya, girl. Catch a clue. Ask the easy questions. And spare yourself a whole
lot of drama!
Content copyright 2011. Relationship Revelations, LLC. All rights reserved.
Content copyright 2011. Relationship Revelations, LLC. All rights reserved.