It is probably the most testing trial a woman has to go through, to be the other woman or worse, to have to endure one.
Why would somebody endure another woman people ask? Why can't you just walk away or make him leave? Well, its not that easy. I might get mad and walk away but why should I be the one to give up all what I had and have? She was the one who came in later. She should leave, and if he chooses to leave with her then that's his choice.
There is another reason to endure her too. I am not an angel and have committed my fair share of sins so I deserve this. The "D" word-d e s e r v e. What did I do so horrible that I "deserve" to endure another girl and share my man? Well, I broke hearts and I can never forgive myself for it.
I keep tranquilizing my heart with excuses like I deserve it, I'm not attractive or good enough so if I leave I'm going to end up worse than I ever started, that nobody else would accept me when I tell them the whole truth about myself.
I would like to write about both sides of the picture. How do both women feel?
If I am the other woman then I am on top of the world. I get his undivided attention, his riches, his love, his adoration in a way that his own would never get. I get it all without asking and even if I drive him absolutely crazy he WILL come back. He only cares for me and what bothers me and what makes me happy. He would do anything for me, anything, except announce us official. Or he might even announce us official but he will still keep that other one. Why? Because she is the kind of woman that can take care of a home. I am the kind of woman who looks good with him, whom he takes pride in walking with, boasts to his friends about. I feed his ego, his heart, his unsatiable hunger for love. I complete him, and in a way such that according to him, given dire circumstances he will legalize us forever. He doesn't fear losing the first one because she will never be me. She will never complete him. She may be the start of his being but I am the end, I give his life meaning. She only gives the jist to it.
As the woman who has to endure the other woman, I wait everyday for him to give me my time. I fight with myself everyday and lose every time because I cannot bring myself to believe that this happened without a reason, that it happened even though I did not deserve it.
Yes, I am the love of his life and yes, he made all those promises to me but time changed what he wanted from life, what he wanted from love. His expectations changed, his demands changed. What he fell in love with me for now provides ground for peeving. He NEEDS the other woman. He needs her to give him entirely what he wants. One who is free from all obligations but him. One who can give him what he needs-love, closure, confidence, satisfaction.
The other woman is always more beautiful, prettier, better. She may not be more intelligent or smarter but she is what he wants. She gives his life profoundness, interactiveness, and excitement. Everything that grows, grows senile one day. In love, it is only the first woman that becomes senile. Her heart and her personality and her being is what grows old and outdated. A man's heart and his being needs color, brightness, satisfaction that can only come with having more than one woman love him, sacrifice their all for him, live only for him. God Forbid, if they have another man on the side, for any reason at all, then they are whores and they are unfaithful.
When I was young I abhorred male dominance in society. Now that I am an active part of it, I realize I cannot fight anymore. I have to accept things as they are whether I have to endure another woman or be one for somebody else. It is a man's world. Nobody could change it because at the end of the day a man will always get what he wants.
Why would somebody endure another woman people ask? Why can't you just walk away or make him leave? Well, its not that easy. I might get mad and walk away but why should I be the one to give up all what I had and have? She was the one who came in later. She should leave, and if he chooses to leave with her then that's his choice.
There is another reason to endure her too. I am not an angel and have committed my fair share of sins so I deserve this. The "D" word-d e s e r v e. What did I do so horrible that I "deserve" to endure another girl and share my man? Well, I broke hearts and I can never forgive myself for it.
I keep tranquilizing my heart with excuses like I deserve it, I'm not attractive or good enough so if I leave I'm going to end up worse than I ever started, that nobody else would accept me when I tell them the whole truth about myself.
I would like to write about both sides of the picture. How do both women feel?
If I am the other woman then I am on top of the world. I get his undivided attention, his riches, his love, his adoration in a way that his own would never get. I get it all without asking and even if I drive him absolutely crazy he WILL come back. He only cares for me and what bothers me and what makes me happy. He would do anything for me, anything, except announce us official. Or he might even announce us official but he will still keep that other one. Why? Because she is the kind of woman that can take care of a home. I am the kind of woman who looks good with him, whom he takes pride in walking with, boasts to his friends about. I feed his ego, his heart, his unsatiable hunger for love. I complete him, and in a way such that according to him, given dire circumstances he will legalize us forever. He doesn't fear losing the first one because she will never be me. She will never complete him. She may be the start of his being but I am the end, I give his life meaning. She only gives the jist to it.
As the woman who has to endure the other woman, I wait everyday for him to give me my time. I fight with myself everyday and lose every time because I cannot bring myself to believe that this happened without a reason, that it happened even though I did not deserve it.
Yes, I am the love of his life and yes, he made all those promises to me but time changed what he wanted from life, what he wanted from love. His expectations changed, his demands changed. What he fell in love with me for now provides ground for peeving. He NEEDS the other woman. He needs her to give him entirely what he wants. One who is free from all obligations but him. One who can give him what he needs-love, closure, confidence, satisfaction.
The other woman is always more beautiful, prettier, better. She may not be more intelligent or smarter but she is what he wants. She gives his life profoundness, interactiveness, and excitement. Everything that grows, grows senile one day. In love, it is only the first woman that becomes senile. Her heart and her personality and her being is what grows old and outdated. A man's heart and his being needs color, brightness, satisfaction that can only come with having more than one woman love him, sacrifice their all for him, live only for him. God Forbid, if they have another man on the side, for any reason at all, then they are whores and they are unfaithful.
When I was young I abhorred male dominance in society. Now that I am an active part of it, I realize I cannot fight anymore. I have to accept things as they are whether I have to endure another woman or be one for somebody else. It is a man's world. Nobody could change it because at the end of the day a man will always get what he wants.
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