Originally posted by HeismanWildcat85:
Originally posted by LineSkiCat:
Girls with kids.. It just isn't worth it. You'd like to think that you're a grown, responsible man who can potentially father a kid that isn't yours.. but you soon learn the kid isn't the problem, the mom is. There is just no way they aren't some combination of trashy, unstable, nuts, baby-crazy, or just trying to have someone bear the burden, either through taking the kid off her hands or financially.
Through a string of bat-shit crazy moms over the winter, I've crossed them off the list. Not worth it to find the 1% that are normal.
Just in case this person reads this forum, I'm going to not mention exactly who I am talking about but I have a sibling who took in a trashy person with a kid and raised the kid as their own despite the fact that it was obvious that this person just wanted someone to take care of this kid. So our family paid for everything for this person and the kid and they got married and as soon as this trash achieved a certain occupation and got some financial independence, they cheated on my sibling and is now with someone more successful. I tried to tell them but they wouldn't listen.
No one's kids is worth it. No chance in hell I'd ever do that and luckily, I don't have to.
Anyways here are some huge flags..
- If this person gets pissed off that you work with a female at any time
- If this person has daddy issues which will result in crazy fights, insecurity, and total trust issues
- Was at any point, whorish because that doesn't change that often
- Any girl that freaks out when you want to hang out with your friend despite it only occurring once every few months
- Any woman that tries to dominate you or not treat you like a man early on. I'm a traditionalist in terms of a man acting like a man and a woman acting like a woman (not being a neanderthal who doesn't respect his woman or listens to her input on decisions but a man who acts like a freaking man and not some b....h where a woman walks all over him)
I'm a pretty good judge of the typical needy basket case that came from a broken home. Those were my specialty in my early 20s.