Search Results: when a man loves a woman

Maybe they’re meant to be together?

I feel hurt after my cousin secretly started talking to a guy I confided in her about then tried to gaslight me about it and really started struggling with my mental health… I haven’t really dated in my 20s and he was my first real emotional connection.. I really wanted to be with him and we did talk and go out.. he ultimately ended up rejecting me and he just treated me like I was nothing.. I felt really depressed and I found out he was also attracted to trans women.. I have a trans cousin I was close with and I talked to her about it and showed her his @ twitter to see if he there were signs I missed… I just knew something was up awhile after and it sent me to pieces.. like just feeling betrayed and rejected.. I feel small.. and I feel like when I try to talk about it I’m dismissed and they’re encouraged..

I talked to my therapist and she says “is it so bad if they were together?” Or other people saying “so, let them fall in love”

So it’s just been a blow to my self worth entirely and right now I just kind of started doing Onlyfans and other stuff to feel somewhat good about myself and not think about never being chosen by any man.. and wanting to get work done.

A diamond is not a symbol of purity. It is a symbol of deep, crystallized sin. It is vanity dragged up from the dark, crushing belly of the earth. Jeremiah 17:1 warns us: "The sin of Judah is written with a pen of iron, and with the point of a diamond: it is graven upon the table of their heart..." Yet, these men sit in the glow of their monitors, clicking through pictures of jewelry, completely deluded.

They think a little shard of compressed carbon will secure the devotion of women far out of their reach—perhaps plotting to send a ring to some girl with deep green eyes all the way over in Russia, trying to woo her with cheap flowers and the promise of a financed apartment. They think they are buying love, but they are just trying to purchase a captive.

I do not wear jewelry. My hands are too busy digging graves for stillborn calves and hauling heavy buckets of lye. But sometimes, when I see a picture of these precious, multi-thousand-dollar stones flashing across a screen, I just stare at the center of the gem. I think about the absolute, suffocating pressure of the earth, and the diamond simply remembers what it used to be. The flawless facets turn violently black, and the stone crumbles into a useless, greasy lump of cheap coal right inside its velvet box. So, I pose this question to the forum: What cut of diamond do the men of the internet prefer for an engagement ring? Will it be a princess cut with sharp, unforgiving edges? Or perhaps a pear shape, designed to mimic the desperate tears of the women they intend to trap? 💧