Before Marrying A Single Mother Or A Lady Over-28, Kindly Read This Letter Dear Boy-Child
“When looking for a life partner, my advice to women is date all of them: the bad boys, the cool boys, the commitment-phobic boys, the crazy boys. But do not marry them. The things that make the bad boys sexy do not make them good husbands. When it comes time to settle down, find someone who wants an equal partner. Someone who thinks women should be smart, opinionated and ambitious. Someone who values fairness and expects or, even better, wants to do his share in the home. These men exist and, trust me, over time, nothing is sexier.” Facebook COO Sheryl Sandberg, Lean In: Women, Work, and the Will to Lead.
Herein lies the discrepancy. The social-convention being cultivated by the mainstream media is that women should give their prime sexual years to the “bad boy” and then look for a BETA (wuss) male to settle with, when her hoe-phase has been decommissioned.
Here is the thing Young Black King and Boy-Child, as you grow older, more established in your finances/careers, you’ll command the attention of the young women who don’t come with baggage like a single mother/over-28 year old woman. Women of the calibre that could not have noticed you in your teens or 20’s, suddenly want to be associated with you.
One of the primary disconnects women are conditioned to believe during their diminishing attractiveness-phase is that a “good man” will be willing to forgive and forget her past indiscretions. At the diminishing attractiveness-phase women are encouraged to convince themselves that they become someone else – someone who was “so different” from who she was in her Party Years.
The expectation is for her husband to accept “who she is today”, yet who she was ten years ago had a more genuine desire for less established, but sexually arousing, lovers. Societal conventions driven by fem-centric sentiment dictate that she has seen the light and has come to terms with her past indiscretions apologetically. And ready to make amends by giving her undivided attention to Mr. “Good Guy.”
There is a subconscious expectation on the part of Beta men (like Kate Actress’s husband) who find themselves at or just past women’s Epiphany Phase, that predisposes them to believing that what they’ve become as a result of their perseverance throughout their 20’s has now come to fruition and the women who ignored them then have now matured to a point where he’s the ‘sexy’ one at last.
This expectation is a calculated conditioning of the Feminine Imperative to prepare him for women like this; women who can no longer sexually compete for the Alpha Fucks they enjoyed in their Party Years.
The Epiphany Phase of a woman is a precarious time for women, usually the years between 28 and 34, where she makes attempts to reassess the last decade of her life. It’s during this stage that women will make radical shifts in their prioritization of what prerequisite traits qualify as ‘attractive’ in a man and attempt to turn over a new leaf by changing up their behaviors to align with this new persona they create for themselves.
Here, you will find those hawkers of motivational-quotes/bible verses on social-media, then those women start going back to church regularly, and the (most important) a new found celibacy. They’re the ones who’ll put you on a 90-day rule. Secondary virginity after years of debauchery. This phase also coincides with a woman’s sharp decline in fertility and childbearing capacity.
A woman trying to rationalise and re-align her reasoning for why she’s still single when hitting the wall and all of a sudden valuing commitment over enjoying the single party life she previously enjoyed, is not value at all.
It’s commitment under duress.
In truth, this “heroine” has realized that the men she fucked in her 20’s were just that: fucks. That’s all they wanted from her, even if she wanted more than that from most of them. She looks back on her life and realises to her horror that she was little more than a life support system for an easily-obtained vagina to the men she gave her most valuable commodity.
She looks back on her teens, early-20’s and realizes she is a failure. She has nothing to show for the last 10 years of her life: normal education, insignificant amount savings, normal career, no husband, no real accomplishments, no skills other than knowing how to give a serviceable blowjob. That and maybe a child or two from different dads.
She now has decided she wants to Distinguish Herself. She wants a husband. She wants to find “The Deeper Meaning To Her Life.”
Woe unto the man who accepts to be the custodian of such emotional train-wrecks. She’ll project her fears and failures on you. Lectures upon lectures. Which is why I capped marriage age at 27.