I Like Jerks

I liked jerks. No, I loved them, but now, looking back, I realize it wasn’t just that. For the most part, every man who failed to call me was capable of calling someone else, and at a certain point, I had to face the fact that it wasn’t just them, it was me. I begged for men to be unaccountable. I allowed them to be untrustworthy. And I expected them to leave. Read more …