I don't *really* hate men. just sometimes. it's not like I *really* trust women any more than I do men...I'm just more afraid of men. Women can be nasty and evil and cruel, but I understand that stuff. All men can do is reject. And that's much worse.
But I asked for what I need yesterday, and I got a grin and a delicious kiss and the affirmation I wanted, and I think i got some understanding and some appreciation too.
all for having the balls to ask for it.
I guess this "man" thing is making me grow after all. No wonder I'm so scared of em!
PS
In addition to the stuff above, this weekend I also got a stuffed penguin to sleep with. Oh the very very sexy 30s I've entered.
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