Messages By: jennpianokeys

     The first guy who actually took the time to write a book about his ex, only to try and destroy her reputation, is CRAZY!!!!!!!!!  His other ex wife is nuts too!! These people need to get a life.  

It's certainly within a person's right to post whatever they want to express.  However, I believe it's unattractive to brag about past and current indiscretions, especially from a night of drinking.  There are other ways to show the world how wonderful you are with a certain level of class.  Personally these women that thrive in this irresponsible behavior are desperately, looking for attention, and  think very low of themselves.  Having a drink once in a while is certainly okay but not when the person is hurting their body. When a person loses control in alchohol consumption for a night, that's not okay.   Moreover, it's especially selfish and unclassy of mothers flaunting that kind of image and behavior on myspace and facebook.  Sadly, I've seen some disturbing profiles that absolutely cry out, "Come and get me, I'm just a piece of meat." 

Perhaps, I'm just a tad conservative on this issue but  I just personally get this sad and negative feeling seeing anyone letting a night of drinking turn into an embarassing night of degradation.  Maybe, I'm just traumatized from a past relationship that turned sometimes violent from alchohol consumption.  I wouldn't wish it on anyone. 

I can recall the times  I've been  picked on and it just flat out sucked.  Unfortunately the behavior is rooted from up-bringing and the status quo.  Individuality isn't really embraced until the later part of highschool and on to college.  If a classmate was wearing something from walmart, and not the top dog stores everyone shopped at, then he/she was considered a dork and sometimes, terribly picked on.  That was me in middle school, when my mom was in between jobs and my father being the only provider.  Improvising on a small dime did not win many social graces for me.  But, it taught me to behave better than the way I was treated, and eventually that quality would stand out much much more than a pair of gap jeans, or a mercedes.  I learned that the people who did pick on me had less on the scale of brand name posessions than I did, and way less in terms of an emotional  healthy, and supportive home environment.  (Just my two cents) 

of course, no disagreement there.  it's not always that black and white.  Certainly, we all reach a few grey spots. 

My boyfriend, Nathan and I were together for three and a half years.  He was also my third serious relationship.  (Just when I thought three times was a charm.)  He started a job as a full time touring drummer two years ago, and went from being the most kind, unselfish person to a pure narcasist.  The first flag was indicated when he downloaded porn on MY computer, not his, mine!!  The second flag was an inappropriate online flirting game with a much older woman with three kids.  This continued with other women since his start in the rock star scene.  A week ago, one of his fans came to Atlanta from Virginia on her way down to Chile, South America.  He was caught in a kiss with her and inappropriate dialogue exchanged between the two.  Bare in mind, I lost my mother since the beginning of this whole downward spiral.  She died a year and a half ago, and I'm still devastated over it.  He wouldn't drive back to Atlanta from Valdosta, GA after a show when my mother was in the final stages of her existence.  That was a time I really needed him by my side.  I'm an only child living with my dad.  He's ALL I have left.  I'm twenty six going very shortly on twenty seven, and I'm scared to lose another person I care very deeply about.  Regretfully, I caught him by hacking through his email.  I shouldn't have to invade my partner's private thoughts to sleep a little less tight at night.  He's done nothing to earn my trust and respect because he won't talk to me about his feelings while he's away.  He sugar coats the truth until he gets caught.  I've been through ENOUGH for two years.  I'm ready to bury everything of his, mine and our past to overcome the fear of being another man's doormat.  My heart is absolutely broken, and I miss my mom.  She had an over eating disorder, and was a child of alchoholics.  I never suspected she would die from skin cancer because she hardly ever went outside.  She was too ashamed of herself to socialize much.  I think that's why Nathan is scared.  He thinks I might turn out the same way.