So when I think of dating for me right now, I think of scaffolding. The temporary platforms that you see put up on the sides of buildings. Workers climb them so that they can repair/ build parts of that building.

The building is my hopes, dreams, goals etc. I’m the worker with my safety shit on so I don’t fall off, fixing that building. The scaffolding levels are men. With everything set up safely, I’m going higher and higher doing the work on said building with the help of the scaffold to go between the levels. It’s not to say that I can’t get to that next level on my own, because I will MAKE a way, but if a man is in my life at this point, he’s gotta be functional and practical. He has to serve a good purpose that I can readily identify. Something that I can use in my life besides hard dick and bubble gum.

I’m tired of building men.

Edited to add: or maybe I just know too much about construction due to my soon to be ex husband that I’m signing divorce papers with this week. 🙄 In any case, this article about scaffolding is hilarious when you think of it in the dating terms I laid out 😂😂😂

https://www.google.com/amp/s/scaffoldingrentalandsales.com/how-to-make-sure-your-workers-stay-safe-with-scaffolding/amp/