Happy 4th of July Man Dieters🎇✨
Hello, Debbie Downer from Dallas here!😉😄 Just by the luck of the calendar, my not-so-sweet recipe fell on July 4th, Independence Day. ❤🤍💙
Speaking of independence…
Shout-Out To All The Dependent Ladies
No, that’s not a typo! Today’s recipe is about the woman who starts to date someone and totally negates and overlooks all of his giant flapping in Cat 5, hurricane wind red flags. Which immediately takes you from an independent woman to a dependent woman. Depending on a card-carrying unhealthy man to make you happy and/or to validate you.
So What Are Red Flags?
Red flags are personal.
What may make me run away from a man faster than Usain Bolt in the 100m, may not bother you at all. For instance, if a man doesn’t vote, that pisses and turns me off immediately! As grown-ass women, most of us can recognize the really big red flags: serial cheating, alcoholism, excessive drug usage, and physical/emotional/verbal abuse. But it’s the small ones that go ignored, or you turn a blind eye to; and if not acknowledged immediately, the next thang ya know, you’ll hear yourself saying, “But Daddy, I love him!”
Some Of My Other Red 🚩🚩🚩
Littering. How dare a man throw trash out a car window; who’s supposed to clean up after him?! No one gets to trash Mother Earth’s house!
Not taking care of his children and/or talking 💩 about the children’s mother or an ex.
Road rage or driving too aggressively.
ONLY believing in things he can see, smell, touch, taste, and hear. No spirituality.
Being mean to and/or not tipping service workers.
Not honoring his health/body, being overweight.
It’s all simply a recipe for disaster…a red flag cake. Wanna join me in the kitchen to whip this up? And yes, actual whippings are involved. Ok, great. But first, we need to stop by the subscription office.