The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly

I don’t mind when people find themselves talking about me and the kind of person I am because people don’t mind wasting their time on little me, and my fanatic passed.

I guess the real-time I must worry about it is when people stop talking about me because it means I no longer matter if people choose to put my dirty laundry out.

I might as well come clean about things my way.

1. I have always felt like an outsider in my family, but that’s my fault because I keep myself away.
2. My first sexual experience was bittersweet because I learned another way to show someone else love. Five years and I can say it wasn’t worth the wait because it was love and passion.
3. My marriage blew up in my face because I was trying to be my ex-husband’s superwoman instead of being honest with my partner about not being everything I wanted to be for him.

Also, not allowing my pride not to ask for help when needed. Marriage is no regret, but I was in love with the idea of love when it came to him.

4. The divorce was unreal until I saw the papers were in my hand the first time; many more times than I had signed those papers, I felt like a bit of a piece of me was dying, and there was nothing to stop me from dying. Anytime I tell people that I thank my ex for the divorce because the divorce showed me the strength I never knew I had inside.
5. Bestfriend

He was tough love.
That open ear.
That voice of reason.
My safety blanket when the world was beating me up.
He was my laughter.
He was my all-nightwalker, anything from our worldview to teach me how to love myself before loving anyone else.

Most importantly, he was able to save me from me.
I fell in love with my best friend because he never gave me the chance to pretend to be someone else,
He got me.

6. It’s true someone bought me a dog until further notice is still paying my phone, and all we are is just friends. Yes, it’s true that he has strong feelings for me and why it has always been easy for me to get what I please.

I know it’s hard to believe that I can be friends with someone of the opposite sex for many of my haters. But, I don’t have to sell my soul to the devil or spared my legs open like most haters.

7. Yes, I have done some kissing throughout my life, but my body has only had one. Can anyone of those who chooses to speak to me say the same about themselves? Probably not, but I can because I was taught to know better about my body.
   Ms. Butterfly Genesis 🇩🇴