Not sure if I’m following protocol but right now I’m such a mood that I need an outlet. Slam the post. Keep it. Whatever. 🤷‍♂️

Was out at my local watering hole for a hamburger and beer before bed - 7 days ago. Wednesday last week.

Girl comes in. HB9, sits alone. I know everyone at the bar, patrons, staff. Social value thru the roof. Tell the bartender I’m gonna go try with her.

Small talk. Usual stuff. Follow the sidebar and you’ll do ok. No ‘you’re so hot’ talk. None of that shit. Listen more than you speak. Yadda yadda. You’ve heard it all before.

Only thing that deviates from the doctrine is the alcohol.

Take her home 2 am. Slayed for literally 18 hours. Great connection. She’s a mom, thru the week I saw her with her kid. Prolly crossed lines but fuck - the sex was outstanding. Over and over.

Too good to be true.

History of abuse. Couple times. Abusive ex-man, and from what she said a kidnapping too. 🚩

Figure. Run with it. See what happens.

She keeps cornering me with thing I say, reading into them. Calling me an abuser. Crazy, bipolar. Name it. Meanwhile I’m calm as a Hindu cow (Fight club) the whole time. Wondering what the fuck.

Basically feeling pinned down under her thumb. The whole time I’m wondering what the fuck would all of you do in this situation.

Totally lost frame. Was in hers.

Tonight. Before writing this. Was out with her for dinner. She’s high on something. Constantly changing plans. Places to go. This and that. I fucked up hard. She’s on her phone with someone the whole time and I’ve got mine put aside.

The last straw was when she said ‘shiny happy people’ was a b52’s song. And she claims to be ‘from the industry’. Arts. Music. Blah blah. ‘I’m famous’ type shit. Told her it was an REM song then added a Boo-ya at the end.

She turns and calls me an abusive person.

I threw a 20 on the table. Told her to Uber home. Paid the bill. Dipped back home downtown. She texted me some ‘feel good’ shit but ignored it. Deleted it.

Guess the moral of the story here guys is - it all works and we ALWAYS gotta be on point. She shittested the fuck out of me the last couple days. I had it and cut her loose.

It’s all true. The doctrine here.

Lift. Lift the fuck out of the planet. Focus on yourself and your game. Don’t acknowledge her beauty (which she found attractive) and for fuck sakes. Never - ever lose frame. That’s where I shit the bed for sure.

I just cut her loose. I got tickets to a concert I was gonna take her to Saturday. Im hot headed now but ya. Maybe there’s more to this but my guy said - find a new girl and take her.

Anyways. Feedback is welcome. Of course.