What is important.... having standards about what?

Many moons ago I ignored my gut telling me to walk away and not look back... then I would be stuck in years of something not quite right. It is hard to decipher what matters and what doesn't. For example.... I am quick witted and mostly grammatically correct. I find it hard to be around people who talk with an f-bomb.. or "uhhhhh" alot. I may tend to drop an "f" bomb from time to time... but its only to drive a point home.. not a filler word. If I have someone around me constantly talking like a retarded trucker, I will have a strong lack of respect for them, Therefore, the use of language and intelligence is important to me and I should never compromise that aspect of who I am by dating a man who is not "up to par".

It hurts to learn the hard way about what really matters to you... but if you take time for yourself... don't jump with both feet into something sketchy, you will be grateful. I have learned the hard way so much.. that is why I am blogging about it so that people can learn by example from me. I hope that what my stories tell can reach a few women so that they may not have to suffer like I did. Granted, we all have our own destinies, life journey's and such.. I just feel it is important to share. Give a few stepping stones for making choices that later will not be regretful.

Another example of when to walk away.... "My life is a trainwreck"...... if you hear a man tell you this within the first 3 dates... RUN!!!!!!!!!!! FUCKING RUN FOR THE HILLS!!!!!!!! I thought my love could make him good.... he was a cheater, liar, high on marijuana, drunk, unable to hold a job, unable to provide for himself... A soul sucking leach, he was. I had such a hard time getting him out of my life because he knew my soft heart.... he spots that kind of heart in any woman to keep up his charade. That is how these men roll.... they can see that weakness. He was my first ever restraining order.... after I followed through with the restraining order... he was never to be seen again. I was reduced to a scared, shaking, crying angry man hating woman. I was mentally abused by him... he manipulated my thoughts.. he was a master at it. I learned how to not allow that again thanks to some counseling. I did months of intense self care... lots of massages, sitting by the river to meditate or read a book. Lots of hot baths with soothing music... slowly doing little things to remind myself that I am important to me. If I don't take care of me, who will?

I gotta close... remember the wise words of Kenny Rodgers... "You gotta know when to hold em, know when to fold em, know when to walk away.... know when to run!"
think of "The Gambler" when you think of those things that may be overlooked.... and in the near future I will point out the near missed opportunities when I almost reject someone based on something irrelevant... it may surprise some of you.