Set boundaries for your needs to be met. Enjoy what it is. Be still. Adapt to change. Repeat.
DISCLAIMER: My boundaries don't have to be yours. Remember THIS is only an EXAMPLE story. Every person is free to express their sexuality as they see fit.
Now on to the story...
"I'm broken but not destroyed."
"I understand that."
"I'm recovering though but I can't start a new relationship if that makes sense."
"I don't think you should either."
"But can I be close to you sometimes?"
"Yes but we cannot have sex. I'll only have sex with
Before we start this one, keep this in mind:
some connections cannot be permanent but are still a benefit. While others should not even start at all.
If you don’t already know, there are tremendous benefits to having a life partner: physical health, mental health, building a family, growth as a person, etc.
However, some of the chaos that happens is because of mismatched expectations or sometimes unrealistic expectations. This post is about THAT.
The first introduction was mellow and honestly boring, but there was no doubt in their minds that they were attracted… but there were no outward signs of the sparks, no touch, not even any flirtation. They were both in other partnerships at that time, so there was no reason to consider what could be.
But when it got heated was about a year later… both single… she was moving… and it started like this.
“What are you doing tonight?”
“Not much. Might go out for a drink.”
“I wanna see you.”
He paused to be certain he heard correctly.
“I’d love to see you… but where?”
They both knew in this area people would talk, and there would be drama. Not that they gave a damn about what anyone thought or said; they just didn’t want to deal with their exes calling and texting. On his end, his ex might try to keep his kid from him. They had known each other long enough, had socialized at events, talked privately and both knew the level of headache that prevented them from being together.
But the fiery attraction between them was thick and sticky glued to their minds and now that she was leaving she wanted to dive in and let it be, even if it was just for one night.
She said, “Get some drinks and come over.”
As soon as she opened her door, he pulled her ...
He had superman tendencies, I’ll be honest. He legit saved someone’s life once right in front of me. He was never one to shy away from any challenge or danger and maybe that’s why I was drawn to him. His critics liked to call him crazy, and in all honesty there’s some truth to that, only problem is, their attacks on his character made no sense.
He would die for his kids. He would die for his family. He’d battle to protect his city state, nation, etc. He lived with that level of passion.
So what went wrong?
Author: Jessica Bordelon
Passionate, powerful, & gentle, she is an artist that captures the strength , power & energy of femininity in its purest form.