tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1957706641306832901.post4705841666394755637..comments2013-07-30T09:57:28.593-07:00Comments on Semper Fye: 5 Types of Partners (and How to Handle Them)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03843421151777949652noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1957706641306832901.post-23130391969957573842013-06-06T16:50:23.035-07:002013-06-06T16:50:23.035-07:00And sometimes the problem is that your partner is ...And sometimes the problem is that your partner is mwentally/psychologically abusive, an alcoholic, and can't stop effing your "friends." The best part about living through this partner is that you ultimately realize that everyone (not just them, yourself included) is flawed. You realize that the things that everyone keep shouting from the rooftops are the blaring trumpets that are designed to stifle the quiet whisper of a life gone wanting. You'll never find your perfect mate. People aren't gloves. None of them fit just right. What there are, is small victories. Moments of clarity. Accepting contentedness. Learning to be satisfied with what you once considered imperfect. Most of all, you have to relaize that happiness doesn't come from finding any kind of partner. It's an inside job. The relationships you end up in, whether they fail, succeed, or self-destruct are nearly always a direct refelection of you, your life, your choices, and the piece of your brain you are letting control your life. I've had a partner that did awful things... but my life, my personality, my very being begged to be destroyed. I didn't love myself, so he didn't love me. I was insecure, so he had no confidence in me. I nagged him, so he felt trapped. I smothered him, so he searched for a way out. Now in my life, I love my partner. He's my best friend. We co-exist and find joy in each others' company every day. I think that's all you can hope for. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03429783473158591488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1957706641306832901.post-87912630513362085292013-06-06T11:17:27.068-07:002013-06-06T11:17:27.068-07:00That person would also fit into the same category....That person would also fit into the same category. They need serious counseling and are considered a fatal attraction. There's laws against this sort of thing but few know about them or realize the potential threat they pose. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1957706641306832901.post-88480508604334515232013-06-06T10:24:18.500-07:002013-06-06T10:24:18.500-07:00What about the it'sbeenoverforyearsnothingelse...What about the it'sbeenoverforyearsnothingelsetodobutstalk-ner?<br />It's the person that, once their crazy shows and you leave them they never stop following you, reading your facebook page, looking at your blog etc. All you really want is for them to GO AWAY and live their own life.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1957706641306832901.post-43736166768328512712013-06-06T08:51:33.701-07:002013-06-06T08:51:33.701-07:00Yo, April poster: Who's YOUR daddy?Yo, April poster: Who's YOUR daddy?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1957706641306832901.post-77480505367608969802013-06-06T08:34:47.536-07:002013-06-06T08:34:47.536-07:00Hey, man, missed this one! I'd like to add a 6...Hey, man, missed this one! I'd like to add a 6th type of partner. You said anything goes. Partner type is a combo of your na, na...batshit-ner and the sociopath-ner but in a much sicker sense. I'll label them the the socio-batshitner in respect to your descriptions. Hell, yeah! They exist! A prize package combo! They demean you, talk shit about you and oh, how they love you at the same time. They attempt to build to turn your own family against you by claiming to be the victim. But, it's really YOU that is the victim. They are controlling as hell and try to reset your own reasoning. Mole hills turn into mountains and you don't have a clue as to what motivates these bitches. They just can't let go and I suspect that it's because they know that nobody else will accept their or tolerate their craziness. They set out to own you and control you in every way. They are crazy enough to even attempt to turn your own family against you and lure your family members with their generosity. But, the catch is that your family members MUST see you as they do. They aren't building allies, they are building a militia and preparing for war. They set out to overtake the ones who love you unconditionally and make them a part of their army. As we all know, blood runs much thicker than water or any pussy that's offered so they fall flat on their unattractive faces. But, there seems to be this driving force/need for them to hang on to you obviously because they realize they fucked up the best thing they will ever have. Nobody wants these controlling partner types that attempts to OWN you. That's what they don't get and never will. They will spend the rest of their lives ALONE (thank God) and never be able to inflict their controlling needs upon anyone else. They will never be able to maintain a loving healthy relationship because their focus is primarily on control and isolating their partner. They can go from zero to evil in 60 seconds! I escaped a relationship like this and finally gave up on trying to diagnose my former partner (ashamed to call them a partner now) as having a serious mental disorder or a substance abuse problem. I'm happy just to have them out of my life and pray to God that I never encounter another like them. They thrive on drama and nothing is ever THEIR fault. They so badly want to show as little as an ounce of intelligence but hey, it just isn't there! They are to be pitied. They will never experience the realness of true and unconditional love because they are unable to express it themselves. Their world evolve around them which blinds them to the needs of their partners and acquaintances. Let's pray for these seemingly hopeless souls for as Jesus said on the cross, "they don't know what they do". But for our own mental health and sanity, avoiding them like the plague is a MUSt for our own sanity. We have to focus on our own lives and happiness and isolate ourselves from these soul sucking predators. If we fall victim to them, it will surely be the end of our very means. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1957706641306832901.post-85753743444596792852013-06-05T18:46:17.520-07:002013-06-05T18:46:17.520-07:00I happen to come upon your facebook page, today (n...I happen to come upon your facebook page, today (not really. I was being nosey), and I saw you are, now, writing blogs. I scrolled down your page and saw this one, and thought "I have to read this!" I must say it was very entertaining. I have to write the chick version of it, so here goes...<br />#1 THE INCREDIBLE HULK-NER<br />The name says it all, but what fun would it be if I just left it at that. When you meet this incredible man, you think it's too good to be true. He's level headed, rational, handsome, fun, smart, and he doesn't seem to mind to deal with your crazy. He takes you through a whorl wind of exciting emotions you have never felt before. You think you did it. You think you found the one. The minute you give in and become all his, he quickly changes into that ugly green 100 pound hulk. This controlling, possessive, monster throws temper tantrums better than a 2 year old princess, complete with throwing things in the road such as CDs, his watch, his shoes,and YOU! He beats you down verbally, mentally, emotionally, and physically until you are a shell of the person you once were. If you are lucky enough to get away from this bastard, hide! Find a ditch and hide and never come out! Or, you know, call the cops and get an order of protection. That's what I did.<br /><br />#2 THE SLICKSTER-NER<br />So what he wears a North Face jacket. He's been on many adventures. He's a smooth talker and impresses you with how wonderful he is. He spends his summers on the river, and travels to exotic lands. He even enjoys dancing with you and like everything else, he shows off his gliding moves. All the while you ignore that haunting, bad, gut feeling you get about the whole charade. You finally give in and 'give it up' only to never hear from him again. You later learn from a friend that he has a princess bride in his homeland (whether how near or far away that may be).<br /><br />#3 NO MONEY/ NO JOB/ NO CAR/ NO HOPE-NER<br />Sure, this fella has no money, no job, and no car, but he's just down on his luck. I know, because I got the heart wrenching story of how he came about not having these things, from his mother. It's not his fault, you see, but then again, nothing is. He's just a cute little puppy that likes to be petted. You come across one of these ners, and your maternal instincts kick in. You just want to pet him and take him home and take care of him. That is, of course, until that faithful night in the bedroom when he looks at you with those great big eyes and says, "Tell me you're my mommy". Yup, that's about when it's over. Maybe a while before that. You just didn't really know it.<br /><br />#4 THE STICK IN THE MUD-NER<br />This fella comes along after all the ones above and is a sigh of relief. No drama, no problems, no hassle, no nothing. Let me say that again NO NOTHING. All of the nothingness may be well and good for a while, but as most exciting women do, I get bored. You try to rationalize why you SHOULD stay with him. After all, he's a good, down to earth, hard working man who LOOKS good on paper......................... oh, sorry. I just feel asleep. What was I saying?<br /><br />#5 THE SUPERMAN-NER<br />This man can do anything, anywhere. He fixes your problems (and his own) with little effort. He makes you feel safe, when you need to feel safe. He's funny, charming, good looking, and needs no one, but himself. He's too good for you, and he knows it. He rips your heart out, puts it in a paper shredder, throws the remains on the cold asphalt beside your crying fetally positioned body, turns to walk away while a piece of what is left of your heart gets stuck to his shoe, and he grinds that sliver into the cold wet ground over and over with every step as he walks away. Yup, you're ruined.<br />by<br />A.L.E<br /> Aprilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11462824072920746256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1957706641306832901.post-88920446954343195442013-06-01T09:29:20.694-07:002013-06-01T09:29:20.694-07:00?
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