Dear pissed off chick that's writing the 1000th blog post about how good men aren't out there and you're tired of all the creeper Doms who chase after you:
I'm tired of you and your BS. Yup, I'm a chick, and I'm saying that. I'm tired of reading your pointless, self-absorbed rant about how you now get the right to be a bitch and treat others like crap and about how you now have the right to act out and just spread your negativity everywhere because you've been "mishandled". Because your "prince didn't come". Oh, he came....he came, took one look at your hot mess, and walked away because he realized that you haven't done the work on yourself to be a good solid person he can invest his time into.

He realized that he doesn't want to compensate for your emotional instability, selfishness, and endless expectations of him fixing your problems. He walked away when he realized you weren't going to give him the time of day because he didn't meet your shallow appearance standard, popularity in the community standard, financial standard, or any other inane standard. He walked away because he saw that you're looking for someone to take care of you, but you don't have the ability to take care of him back.

He galloped off when he realized that you want him be a mind reader and guess what you need without doing your part and communicating. He walked away when he saw your laundry list of limits that conflicted with your "take me and make me into your slave" attitude. He walked away when he realized you wanted him to play out some part out of 50 Shades of Grey, Story of O or The Sleeping Beauty Trilogies. He walked away when he saw that he had way too much work to do to help you realize that this is first and foremost a relationship based in real life and NOT recreating daily fantasy scenes. Because really, no one wants to be responsible for an adult baby (weather that be in actual diapers and kept in a crib 24/7 or just emotionally). He walked away after you said you were a "hard masochist" and called red after a tap on the ass. Nothing wrong with being a light player, everything wrong with BSing to look like a bad ass.

He walked away after he saw your 5th post in one day begging for attention or reassurance or validation from random strangers on the internet. He rode into the sunset by himself after the umpteenth time of you not telling him what is bothering you and then blowing up at him later because "when a woman says she's fine, she really isn't". He walked away after the 10th time of trying to convince you that he does care about you, that you are worth it, that you are sexy, that he isn't going to abandon you or whatever insecurity you had from a previous relationship. It's exhausting feeding a bottomless pit that's not actively working to feed itself and people just walk away. So before you write another line about how you haven't met a decent guy in the scene, why don't you do the work on yourself to be a decent girl in the scene and not bypass or freak out the decent guy because of all your BS expectations, issues and past traumas.

Signed,
The girl who almost missed the decent guy but worked on herself to fix that.