Succubus - A female demon supposed to descend upon and have sexual intercourse with a man while he sleeps. An evil spirit; a demon.
Succubus
Every rescue mission has a cause, a purpose and a result. This is no different. My rescue mission is under way in the upcoming days, here is why.
The Cause
We all know Susan, and we all know the past of Susan, but lets briefly re-cap. I met Susan almost 7 years ago. She was perfect, and we had great times. Because of my career I would have to move away so it caused break up problems. Long story short, we were on and off for a few years, but always said when the time comes, we will make it happen. Early this year, that time came. Some things changed, Susan had a child, and a friendly relationship with the father. Nothing I couldn't over come. I moved to the 9th circle of hell for her, and just as if I died and went to hell, left everything in my other life behind for her.
After the first 2-3 weeks of moving, I knew things were going downhill but refused to acknowledge it. The Succubus was revealing herself. Susan has some deep anger issues, and the slightest word or movement would set them off. She was selfish with her time and refused to give anything into a relationship. Gather round kiddies, its story time.
We all know that women are terrible drivers, and no body in their right mind should give a woman a drivers license, this is a fact, and Susan is the perfect example of this. I recall a night on the strip when her friends came to town. She insisted on driving to the casino bar. During this trip, on a crowded street, with no blinkers, no slowing down, crosses multiple lanes, causes multiple cars to slam on their brakes beside and behind us almost getting into 3 accidents on the short 10 minute drive. During this drive, a car pulls up beside us and throws things at our car for almost killing them. And how dare you be the one to bring this type of actions to her attention. During a trip home one night, we stop for food. While turning off the highway and onto a main road, she turns onto oncoming traffic, instead of our lane. Naturally I grab the O SHIT handle and say what the hell are you doing? *anger trigger* a few moments later after some not kind words, I get the "Fuck you, I am sick of people telling me I cant drive, I fucking hate you." This continues until we arrive home. As you can imagine both of us are angry now, one more than the other I assure you. I get out of the death mobile throw the food on the ground and start to leave. That didn't last long when a glass shattered in the road behind me. Damn Succubus.
Time goes on and things get worse, constant fighting over dumb things like, we like different flavors of ice cream, you check CNN to much, you are an immature child who plays video games and reads batman. So we would have talks about how to fix things. They all went about the same, this is what bothers me, this is how we can fix it, you do this Ill do that kind of thing. And let me tell ya, I changed a lot of things. I cut back on playing my "childish" video games. Spent almost every night at her place to spend more time with her. Took on household responsibilities, (but yes I am still a man and had my times of putting off the trash or leaving some clothes around for a few days. Sue me, it fucking happens) cleaned her nasty ass house top to bottom while she was on vacation. Even cut back on my truthful woman jokes because they bothered her. The conversation would go both ways, she would agree to stop showing the demon inside when I got up to get a drink, or would suggest domino's pizza over a 30$ pizza somewhere else. She never changed.
You see, a relationship is a give and take, and not a 50/50, but a 100/100 give and take. This turned into a 150/5 relationship. Now it wasn't all bad, ya know, Susan did a lot of things to help me out, I mean, I had no car, no house, no friends, no family, little money, no job... because ya know, I sacrificed things for her. That equals her 5% to the relationshit. Yes, that is what it was. As you can see, this is a good cause to be rescued. But blind ole Meat Hammer didn't get the point.
One of the many times I was called immature and childish- A late evening while Susan was sitting on the couch doing her homework I decided to flip through TV and see what I can find. And something great I did find, the original, live action Teenage Mutant Ninja turtles movie. Now can you show me one mid 20 year old man that would not LOVE to watch that movie? Its from your childhood, they were icons when you were little, and remembering the past is a great thing sometimes. So I settle into the chair and get comfy for my movie. About 10 minutes in she look at me and asks, "what the hell are you watching?" I tell her and she scoffs, then tells me I am immature and should watch adult shows, and adult movies. This coming from the "mature" girl who will sit down and watch ABC Family and Disney shows meant for 10 year old little girls. And no, not with her child, but when she is alone. Now you tell me, which is worse?
I continued to try and make things work, even after I was told "I do not love you". Turns out that Susan has no idea what it is to be loved, or love, or be in a relationship. She is very selfish, despite what grandeurs she has in her head, and does not really care who she steps on to get her way. The final straws came when I once again attempted to open up to her and put a nice close to it all, and received nothing more than a smart ass fuck you in return. Now since then I have some information, some that nobody knows I have. I know what she is doing, and who she is doing it with. And the things I know make me feel used, in ways that no man should ever be used. So no Succubus, there won't be a morning after, and you can just go fuck yourself.
The Purpose
This weekend, Anarchy, Chocolate, and Anarchies better half are entering the 9th circle of hell to rescue me. This weekend I move up north to get back on my feet and get my happy life back. I somehow, survived the Succubus, and it wasn't by playing Maureen McGovern's "Morning After" backwards. I am thankful to have friends like them, who even after telling me long ago, don't do it Meat Hammer, its no good, it will end bad, she is an ex for a reason, they will still come to my rescue. I love you guys and cant wait to be apart of the Ohana again.
The Result
This is yet to be seen, but refer to my earlier post 3rd Time is a Charm, or bad things come in threes? for that.
So as you might guess, yes, This makes me angry, but I'm not always angry about it. I look back and know that there were good times, and this was a learning experience, and even though Susan is a Succubus, Her family was not. And for that I am extremely thankful. I think that I have moved on as much as any man can, there will always be that slither of what was, and it will never go away. And there will be times that I will still get angry at the situation, and angry at Susan, and dream of a day that I can confront her face to face and give her a piece of the Meat Hammer's mind. But the high road is a hard one to take, and as of right now, I am looking down on her from miles above.
Fuck you, you good for nothing, selfish, lying, manipulative, cold hearted, shitty sandwich making, shitty woman driver, time wasting, bottom of the barrel succubus. (ok, so I may have fell down a few miles on that one, but shit happens.)
*Just for fun, a few songs that will always make me smile and thing about Susan when I hear them*
Gives You Hell
Waiting for the End
Pray for You
Nice.
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