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Better The Devil You Know...

No intentions are still intentions and usually cruel intentions!

'Little Miss Muffet, sat on a tuffet, eating her curds and whey.Along came a big spider,who sat beside her, and frightened poor Miss Muffet away.'

For those who are tracking with my MPVs, you are acquainted with the infamous Mr. X, (the one who epitomises Taylor Swift's 'Trouble'). What I never mentioned was the 'rebound' after Mr  X, (I should have known that, higher levels, come with bigger devils).

The Devil. Yep, he has reincarnated himself more times in my life than I can count. But to be honest, despite what everyone thought, I preferred Mr. X,(in a twisted way, he is a 'good' guy). Better the devil you know, right?

You see, after I cut the umbilical cord from Mr. X,(though it was a boat going nowhere), I went all Rihanna, (Do not judge. How do you, nurse a broken heart?) Anyway, during this period, not even bothered about moving on, or searching, I met a wolf in sheep's clothing, I like to call, Mr M.(Actually he was more of a fox).

Ever met someone who seems like an angel of light, and you somewhat hope, they have come to shed some light in your life after being plunged into darkness? That was what I thought too.

In my pursuit to achieving my dreams, I met Mr M. Now, on first impressions, Mr M, was just a guy. (Nothing about him really caught my attention initially, in other words, not my type) Now, I did mention that Mr M, was more of a fox, right?

This is when the wolf and fox theory comes into place. You see,these canines are sleek, sly and obviously after one thing, to eat. Like all hunters,they wil study their prey, search for the weaknesses and then when the prey least expects it, pounce.(And bite the life out of you).

The wolf in sheep's clothing, is the guy who would have studied a lady from afar, knows what they want and plays the part. The wolf usually takes his time and stays for a long time. (The one who could actually marry you, only for you to find out that he's a deceiver).

The fox on the other hand,is quick,and not the type to stick around for long. When he wants to ditch you, he diverts your attention and sneaks off. And if you ever meet him, he pretends as if nothing ever happened, and probably makes you feel like you are the one who went AWOL on him. This is what gaslighting looks like.(Hmm, sound familiar?).

In the midst of all that, Mr M made his intentions known to me, (oh, what a gentleman *sarcasm*). So, I decided to 'entertain' Mr M, (hey, you never know), and let us just say, in a heartbeat, I was left with the what the (WTF) .... look on my face, when things, err, did not turn out quite well.

As intelligent as I am, how did I not see that one coming. It was because, I assumed that this 'devil' was actually an angel. He knew just the right words to say, was a gentleman, played the 'believer' card and hell yeah, he did not freak out when I told him that I had a child. (Even suggested a brood,uhmm!). He was a real dream come true. (Ehhmm!)

Mr X never complimented my looks,my talent, never mentioned his intentions (but I doubt he had any, come to think of it), and he did not even know that I have a child, (okay, my bad. Never actually mentioned that). With him. It was *thinking* just.

So one can imagine how refreshing the attention and compliments from Mr M were. But the truth is,I felt more humiliated after Mr M.In Mr X not saying anything, he actually was more honest than the beautiful lies told by Mr M.

The lesson learnt from all this was, if something comes looking like an angel, slap yourself and say, 'Devil I know you!' The 'devil' is a chameleon, so you must learn to discern. And yes, better the devil you know than the one you don't know. (But then again, a devil is still a devil). 

My plea to ladies, especially,is to keep your guard up. Not every male who sings hallelujah is Christian. Not every guy who claims to like your kid, really wants to play 'stepdaddy'. If he ever says, 'I'm not like the other guys', best you believe it, he is worse. And the greener pastures, are not always green.

Eldom: Until it has revealed its wings and its light really shines,it is not an angel.

No more devils in my life.

P.S: Always write your own love story.

Ciao!

Lady E

 


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