Kayteuk
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Okay so I got a bet going with a friend, I lost, so because of my skills in Journalism I had to write her a long piece on Men and Women.... So this will be published in August I think, its still not finished. Its about myself and my ex.
Women and Bad men.
Sat at my desk at 3am, in shock I said yes to write this article for a friend. And a little shocked as to what I will admit publicly, but I digress.
You're probably wondering? Who is this person writing this? And why?
First off, I lost a bet. So here I am, and secondly, I will tell you a bit about myself.
My name is ********, Kate to those close to me, and Kat to my family and loved ones. I live in the UK, and am friends with another journalist in this publication (if you guess who correctly, you win absolutely nothing!) I am currently a 2nd year medical student, as well as a part time model signed with several agencies.
So I pretty much am a bit of a smart person, and still find time to be slightly feminine. Now what would you think if I told you I dated a US Marine?
It's a shock isn't it? This is something I ended up nearly ending my life on; at times it brought me the greatest happiness, at times the greatest sadness. Most of the time, I was sad. Was this because he was a bad guy? This article will hopefully give you some insight into these stereotyped bad guys.
So after our break up, I did a sociological investigation in to the Marines, sex and their views on women. What influences them, and how society and their families are also influenced. But to understand my study, your going to have to need some information on why I did this, and the man that made me choose to do this,
This article is meant to be about the Bad guy. Sometimes I don't think these guys are bad, just misunderstood.
The guy, we are going to call him "Jackass" for the moment.
Jackass has no qualifications, yet he seems to think he can outsmart me in most matters. He also spends most his time avoiding my calls. And yet I am going back to see him in the summer in Virginia? Why?
First of all let's explain about Jackass. He comes from a very badly broken family, in a poor area of the USA. He lacks personal hygiene to say the least (And yes I did hint on several occasions), he lacks the ability to be remotely polite, funny or kind. He is very poorly educated and has little or no interested beyond his own self. Yet I still thought I loved him.
He has so many hang ups about his past. He gets annoyed when he can't control the relationship, he exploited this in ways such as not calling, not emailing, and to this day as friends, he still pretends he is busy to exert his control over me. In all honesty, even with all the brass, he's the opposite of most girls’ ideal guy. And the main reason why some girls date the marines is for one reason: the fancy wedding photos and the uniform. And I can prove this.
And I know a lot of women are probably pouring vodka over their computers right now and setting fire to it, but this is my article so hush.
Now for the evidence, Divorce rate is almost 50% for most Marines aged 20-25. Based on statistics of a recent sociological research, cheating is pretty much very common in the Marines, worldwide.
But come on girls, why don't we ever unite and find the strength to leave? Why on face book is there so many "I am so proud of my marine" groups, but none for "He cheated on me so I left his cold whiney ass with his cheap whore?" Because we only see the outside, the uniform. And this in proof is why we mainly date them.
Now I am the first one to speak up about Cheating as usual. If he was reading this, he is probably looking at me going "You slept with my friends".
But here's the facts, firstly, he dumped me and went to Newport News most nights, to shag some other bird silly, and I know this for a fact now. And I have the full evidence to support it.
So while I was pregnant (from him), and all reports were filed and sent, he left me, alone, with no money.
One of the nicest marines I met came in to help me, yes we slept together, and we were going to get together since some other girl was better for him at the time. So technically, we were broken up. I also, being from a very upper class family, got my personal lawyers involved to tear him apart. I am pretty much an "Alpha female". I don't take being left in the dark well, I bring on the force and I bring it good.
His friend and I agreed to raise the child together, and since he was leaving the core soon, he could be a stay at home dad, while I went to classes. This guy agreed to raise someone elses child. And I know it was partially because he did not want to be ashamed to call himself a marine.
So one night when he went for a "shaggathon" at Miss Candies, his other friend came round. This smooth talking southerner, who was obsessed with "Sleeping with a model,". I was a bit tired and pissed off at Jackass, and since I was single and he was enjoying all the pussy in the world, (and probably some ass too!) I thought a kiss wouldn't hurt. Next thing I know my clothes had physically been torn off, not sexy, kind of scary, and wanting him to stop.
After it all ended, I sat in the bath shaking thinking of his very last words. "You tell Jackass or my fiancée, I tell the marines"
Over the next few days, I felt stressed; I also began to bleed and thought I was losing my child.
His friend who I was going to get with, and myself, decided that it would be best for me if we got back together. So after several arguments, we got back together… and blissfully happy for several months.
Then came about Christmas…I was so homesick it was crazy. 3 weeks away from my loving family? To spend time with his crazy one? His mother has always freaked me out. She’s 40 but looks about 50 and acts very tough. Kind of like a mother and father rolled in one. She often told me that she hoped that "Jackass doesn’t end up like his dad, because he sure is acting that way". His mother is dating some really strange hick farmer, who talks non-stop, is a chronic alcoholic, and has 3 different kids from 3 different mothers. It was scary to be around him. Plus he knew nothing about England. So I spent a lot of the time explaining myself, and I could almost see neurons bashing…Almost!
His sister was kind enough; she was kind of cute too! But I hated the way he always called her a "slut". Okay, so she dated a criminal wife beater, had two of his kids then got him put away… And her kids are possibly the whiniest kids on the planet. I wanted to send them all to Romania and show them how really tough it was.
And jackass's dad scared the living daylight out of me. He’s also been in jail, state jail…. And he’s very, very scary looking, and acting. Drinking beer at 3pm and not with a meal? I just don't know!
The whole of Christmas I was bored out of my mind, I basically memorized my anatomy book. He spent most his time playing on the Xbox, ignoring me, and anytime we did go out, it got pretty boring. TO be honest with you, I was waiting for that all romantic Christmas proposals that never came. And the "I cheated on you, I’m sorry". And I was going to tell him about his friends. But it never occurred. So I thought I would tell him after New Years, after my exams.
I returned home empty handed, his family all together gave me $20 when I spent over $300 on his, and he only got me CSI Miami box set, and I got him about $200 worth of stuff. It makes me want to cry to this day. I didn't even get a "happy Christmas, I love you". Or even a card…. I was crying under the covers on my flight home, I just couldn't believe him.
Two days in, I got a message, "Be on msn in 5". I knew something was up.
"Something you want to tell me about?" A couple of days before, some corporal had committed suicide in his block, and now they were on this "telling the truth" mission. So both the guys confessed to sleeping with me.
I was so depressed; I had pretty much got an apartment there and planned to transfer in the spring. I had about £20,000 invested, and this guy was my life. Even though I obviously wasn't his. I tried to commit suicide several times before. I really hated my life. I hated being without him, I hated being so upset and there being no instant cure or any idea of when exactly it would be over, I had no finish line to reach.
I remember signing a DNR, I didn't want to live, and I refused treatment. I hated him, I hated his family, and most of all I hated myself and his friends.
Enter the story of McNasty. So this guy is a Sergeant in the royal marines, a cold hard woman cheater, has two little children. He jumps to all these conclusions based on "US law" when someone calls. Not international, because this moron has never obviously been educated, I had to explain where England was.
I had a few more brush ins with this guy trying to get my stuff back from jackass that I left over there. He really did not scare me, but I know I annoyed him.
Mainly because I did try to sue my ex, as some of my valuables I left in his care were not returned to me. One item was a family item, over 200 years old. It was priceless.
Now recently, he has been fired. I did lodge a complaint about how badly he treated me and am waiting on an apology which I know I am getting. McNasty was the one who called it cheating, when we were broken up.
And as of this article being written word has gotten to McNasty’s wife about his cheating, and as of this moment she’s trying to determine the source, who happens to be a friend of mine, and I am thankful for her not trying to find us and kill us. I really do believe that "Every woman has a right to know what kind of hound she’s saving for"
So, this story up to date. I got a few friends of my dad, who know of people high up in certain military groups to contact me when jackass ran off and wouldn't talk to me for over 2 months about my stuff. We nearly caused a lot of trouble for him, but thankfully he did get back to me in time, and we are now working on forming a good friendship.
I never regret this relationship. I am often asked this question a lot. Why did I stay with someone who never brushed his teeth, and I had to fake orgasms with in bed for 8 months because I was scared if I told him he was bad he would leave me. I never regret it, I learned from it. And I then went on to study other people, and their relationships.
There are those of you that are tutting at me right now. “How could you cheat on him? You did it worse to him with his two best friends”
Lets look at the facts.
1) I was pregnant and he ran off
2) He had also cheated on me at the very beginning of the relationship with another girl, which he confessed to.
3) He was with Miss Candy now, and running off nightly to “sex her good”.
4) I was left in a hotel with little or no money to even eat. I pretty much was starving, because he couldn’t spare a moment to help out, so instead he sent his friends to look after me
5) I was pretty much instructed to get an abortion. And being a girl, whos in love. I stupidly did. And now do not know wether I regret it or not.
So I have two very close friends in the Royal Marines. The UK version.
One of them, is very similar to some of the marines in my story, he has a fiancée, and cheated on her multiple times, as I witnessed it, and was almost part of it. If only I was more drunk!
And the other one is actually a good guy. I would say he's one of the 2% of the good royal marines out there. He’s messed up by Iraq, he’s never cheated, and he comes from the nicest family on the planet. So why don't I date him? Here’s the thing. He doesn’t date! Because he’s scared his comrades will laugh at him if he doesn’t cheat on his girl, or treat her like dirt. Isn’t that awful!!
And even when I met a few more US marines, one of them appeared to be the sweetest guy in the world, and he’s all "I can’t wait to see you in Virginia in the summer", next thing I know BAM he’s with some 17 year old girl, and he’s 24. Oh right!
So my question at this point of my research, of which the topic was “The marines, sex, and women”, is where in gods name does Honour, courage and commitment come from.
Lets look at some oxford English definitions:
Honour
Courage
Commitment
Now here are some examples where I can be said to have them
Honour: I went back to jackass, apologised and withstood my ground.
Courage: Im willing to go out to Virginia and see him, risk getting shot, and bursting in to dramatic tears
Commitment: I was 100% committed to him after we got back together I never looked at another guy. And currently I am 200% committed to us being friends.
Now upon viewing my article, I hope you realise, Some Marines hold no such thing as Honour it appears, and some do. 25% do by helping the people who need them most, like when his friend came to me, offered to financially support me and be a father figure to my baby.
Some of them hold no commitment, in a survey I gave emailed out to 500 marines in the US on myspace, and 250 in the UK. 70% stated that they had “Cheated in a current relationship” and cheating was defined as “Having sexual relations” and an extra 5% added that they had “Kissed another woman and fondled,” So that’s 75% cheating, and the 25% that didn’t were in the 40 years and above section. Aulthough there were some in the lower age groups.
Also being a keen sociologist, I thought religion would have a place, but it seemed those who deemed themselves as "Religious" were about 4 times more likley to cheat.
I am not saying at all that every womans man is cheating on her. Not in the least. I am just drawing attention to figures. Chanses are, if your with a man, he probally wants to be with you too, and is not. The guys that have cheated, are most likley single and alone. Trust me.
So what influences these men to cheat? Is society turning them in to alpha males?
Random stuff I need to add in.
So what if your “Ooorah im a marine girlfriend” since when do we go “Im a lawyers wife” “Im a doctors girlfriend”, what happened to “I am a woman, therefore I should be treated with respect and honour”. What the hell girls! Come on!
What I found after typing in to Google about “Marine Infidelity” is a woman telling all other marine spouses, that it makes your relationship stronger. It may well do. I guess I will have to keep you posted on my friendship.
I also came across:
“Immaturity, long absences, infidelity, “poor women latching onto. young Marines with an income,” bad family backgrounds,”
Wow, I certainly wasn’t poor in the least. And just what kind of evidence are these people basing their studies on.
Need stuff to put in here.
END
So it took me 60 hours of therapy, a new dog and 17 fish, a personal trainer, a front cover of a magazine, and £10,000 to realize that I was right. The friend marine who saved my life on multiple occasions, is still one of my best friends to date. As he always said to me “Even on the darkest nights, mornings always come”.
If you made it to this point well done! Please tell me what you think. Arghh! No nasty stuff please! I tried to be as honest as possible in that work of art I like to call my "Rambling" =)
I gaurentee no one even leaves a comment because its too long!
Women and Bad men.
Sat at my desk at 3am, in shock I said yes to write this article for a friend. And a little shocked as to what I will admit publicly, but I digress.
You're probably wondering? Who is this person writing this? And why?
First off, I lost a bet. So here I am, and secondly, I will tell you a bit about myself.
My name is ********, Kate to those close to me, and Kat to my family and loved ones. I live in the UK, and am friends with another journalist in this publication (if you guess who correctly, you win absolutely nothing!) I am currently a 2nd year medical student, as well as a part time model signed with several agencies.
So I pretty much am a bit of a smart person, and still find time to be slightly feminine. Now what would you think if I told you I dated a US Marine?
It's a shock isn't it? This is something I ended up nearly ending my life on; at times it brought me the greatest happiness, at times the greatest sadness. Most of the time, I was sad. Was this because he was a bad guy? This article will hopefully give you some insight into these stereotyped bad guys.
So after our break up, I did a sociological investigation in to the Marines, sex and their views on women. What influences them, and how society and their families are also influenced. But to understand my study, your going to have to need some information on why I did this, and the man that made me choose to do this,
This article is meant to be about the Bad guy. Sometimes I don't think these guys are bad, just misunderstood.
The guy, we are going to call him "Jackass" for the moment.
Jackass has no qualifications, yet he seems to think he can outsmart me in most matters. He also spends most his time avoiding my calls. And yet I am going back to see him in the summer in Virginia? Why?
First of all let's explain about Jackass. He comes from a very badly broken family, in a poor area of the USA. He lacks personal hygiene to say the least (And yes I did hint on several occasions), he lacks the ability to be remotely polite, funny or kind. He is very poorly educated and has little or no interested beyond his own self. Yet I still thought I loved him.
He has so many hang ups about his past. He gets annoyed when he can't control the relationship, he exploited this in ways such as not calling, not emailing, and to this day as friends, he still pretends he is busy to exert his control over me. In all honesty, even with all the brass, he's the opposite of most girls’ ideal guy. And the main reason why some girls date the marines is for one reason: the fancy wedding photos and the uniform. And I can prove this.
And I know a lot of women are probably pouring vodka over their computers right now and setting fire to it, but this is my article so hush.
Now for the evidence, Divorce rate is almost 50% for most Marines aged 20-25. Based on statistics of a recent sociological research, cheating is pretty much very common in the Marines, worldwide.
But come on girls, why don't we ever unite and find the strength to leave? Why on face book is there so many "I am so proud of my marine" groups, but none for "He cheated on me so I left his cold whiney ass with his cheap whore?" Because we only see the outside, the uniform. And this in proof is why we mainly date them.
Now I am the first one to speak up about Cheating as usual. If he was reading this, he is probably looking at me going "You slept with my friends".
But here's the facts, firstly, he dumped me and went to Newport News most nights, to shag some other bird silly, and I know this for a fact now. And I have the full evidence to support it.
So while I was pregnant (from him), and all reports were filed and sent, he left me, alone, with no money.
One of the nicest marines I met came in to help me, yes we slept together, and we were going to get together since some other girl was better for him at the time. So technically, we were broken up. I also, being from a very upper class family, got my personal lawyers involved to tear him apart. I am pretty much an "Alpha female". I don't take being left in the dark well, I bring on the force and I bring it good.
His friend and I agreed to raise the child together, and since he was leaving the core soon, he could be a stay at home dad, while I went to classes. This guy agreed to raise someone elses child. And I know it was partially because he did not want to be ashamed to call himself a marine.
So one night when he went for a "shaggathon" at Miss Candies, his other friend came round. This smooth talking southerner, who was obsessed with "Sleeping with a model,". I was a bit tired and pissed off at Jackass, and since I was single and he was enjoying all the pussy in the world, (and probably some ass too!) I thought a kiss wouldn't hurt. Next thing I know my clothes had physically been torn off, not sexy, kind of scary, and wanting him to stop.
After it all ended, I sat in the bath shaking thinking of his very last words. "You tell Jackass or my fiancée, I tell the marines"
Over the next few days, I felt stressed; I also began to bleed and thought I was losing my child.
His friend who I was going to get with, and myself, decided that it would be best for me if we got back together. So after several arguments, we got back together… and blissfully happy for several months.
Then came about Christmas…I was so homesick it was crazy. 3 weeks away from my loving family? To spend time with his crazy one? His mother has always freaked me out. She’s 40 but looks about 50 and acts very tough. Kind of like a mother and father rolled in one. She often told me that she hoped that "Jackass doesn’t end up like his dad, because he sure is acting that way". His mother is dating some really strange hick farmer, who talks non-stop, is a chronic alcoholic, and has 3 different kids from 3 different mothers. It was scary to be around him. Plus he knew nothing about England. So I spent a lot of the time explaining myself, and I could almost see neurons bashing…Almost!
His sister was kind enough; she was kind of cute too! But I hated the way he always called her a "slut". Okay, so she dated a criminal wife beater, had two of his kids then got him put away… And her kids are possibly the whiniest kids on the planet. I wanted to send them all to Romania and show them how really tough it was.
And jackass's dad scared the living daylight out of me. He’s also been in jail, state jail…. And he’s very, very scary looking, and acting. Drinking beer at 3pm and not with a meal? I just don't know!
The whole of Christmas I was bored out of my mind, I basically memorized my anatomy book. He spent most his time playing on the Xbox, ignoring me, and anytime we did go out, it got pretty boring. TO be honest with you, I was waiting for that all romantic Christmas proposals that never came. And the "I cheated on you, I’m sorry". And I was going to tell him about his friends. But it never occurred. So I thought I would tell him after New Years, after my exams.
I returned home empty handed, his family all together gave me $20 when I spent over $300 on his, and he only got me CSI Miami box set, and I got him about $200 worth of stuff. It makes me want to cry to this day. I didn't even get a "happy Christmas, I love you". Or even a card…. I was crying under the covers on my flight home, I just couldn't believe him.
Two days in, I got a message, "Be on msn in 5". I knew something was up.
"Something you want to tell me about?" A couple of days before, some corporal had committed suicide in his block, and now they were on this "telling the truth" mission. So both the guys confessed to sleeping with me.
I was so depressed; I had pretty much got an apartment there and planned to transfer in the spring. I had about £20,000 invested, and this guy was my life. Even though I obviously wasn't his. I tried to commit suicide several times before. I really hated my life. I hated being without him, I hated being so upset and there being no instant cure or any idea of when exactly it would be over, I had no finish line to reach.
I remember signing a DNR, I didn't want to live, and I refused treatment. I hated him, I hated his family, and most of all I hated myself and his friends.
Enter the story of McNasty. So this guy is a Sergeant in the royal marines, a cold hard woman cheater, has two little children. He jumps to all these conclusions based on "US law" when someone calls. Not international, because this moron has never obviously been educated, I had to explain where England was.
I had a few more brush ins with this guy trying to get my stuff back from jackass that I left over there. He really did not scare me, but I know I annoyed him.
Mainly because I did try to sue my ex, as some of my valuables I left in his care were not returned to me. One item was a family item, over 200 years old. It was priceless.
Now recently, he has been fired. I did lodge a complaint about how badly he treated me and am waiting on an apology which I know I am getting. McNasty was the one who called it cheating, when we were broken up.
And as of this article being written word has gotten to McNasty’s wife about his cheating, and as of this moment she’s trying to determine the source, who happens to be a friend of mine, and I am thankful for her not trying to find us and kill us. I really do believe that "Every woman has a right to know what kind of hound she’s saving for"
So, this story up to date. I got a few friends of my dad, who know of people high up in certain military groups to contact me when jackass ran off and wouldn't talk to me for over 2 months about my stuff. We nearly caused a lot of trouble for him, but thankfully he did get back to me in time, and we are now working on forming a good friendship.
I never regret this relationship. I am often asked this question a lot. Why did I stay with someone who never brushed his teeth, and I had to fake orgasms with in bed for 8 months because I was scared if I told him he was bad he would leave me. I never regret it, I learned from it. And I then went on to study other people, and their relationships.
There are those of you that are tutting at me right now. “How could you cheat on him? You did it worse to him with his two best friends”
Lets look at the facts.
1) I was pregnant and he ran off
2) He had also cheated on me at the very beginning of the relationship with another girl, which he confessed to.
3) He was with Miss Candy now, and running off nightly to “sex her good”.
4) I was left in a hotel with little or no money to even eat. I pretty much was starving, because he couldn’t spare a moment to help out, so instead he sent his friends to look after me
5) I was pretty much instructed to get an abortion. And being a girl, whos in love. I stupidly did. And now do not know wether I regret it or not.
So I have two very close friends in the Royal Marines. The UK version.
One of them, is very similar to some of the marines in my story, he has a fiancée, and cheated on her multiple times, as I witnessed it, and was almost part of it. If only I was more drunk!
And the other one is actually a good guy. I would say he's one of the 2% of the good royal marines out there. He’s messed up by Iraq, he’s never cheated, and he comes from the nicest family on the planet. So why don't I date him? Here’s the thing. He doesn’t date! Because he’s scared his comrades will laugh at him if he doesn’t cheat on his girl, or treat her like dirt. Isn’t that awful!!
And even when I met a few more US marines, one of them appeared to be the sweetest guy in the world, and he’s all "I can’t wait to see you in Virginia in the summer", next thing I know BAM he’s with some 17 year old girl, and he’s 24. Oh right!
So my question at this point of my research, of which the topic was “The marines, sex, and women”, is where in gods name does Honour, courage and commitment come from.
Lets look at some oxford English definitions:
Honour
Courage
Commitment
Now here are some examples where I can be said to have them
Honour: I went back to jackass, apologised and withstood my ground.
Courage: Im willing to go out to Virginia and see him, risk getting shot, and bursting in to dramatic tears
Commitment: I was 100% committed to him after we got back together I never looked at another guy. And currently I am 200% committed to us being friends.
Now upon viewing my article, I hope you realise, Some Marines hold no such thing as Honour it appears, and some do. 25% do by helping the people who need them most, like when his friend came to me, offered to financially support me and be a father figure to my baby.
Some of them hold no commitment, in a survey I gave emailed out to 500 marines in the US on myspace, and 250 in the UK. 70% stated that they had “Cheated in a current relationship” and cheating was defined as “Having sexual relations” and an extra 5% added that they had “Kissed another woman and fondled,” So that’s 75% cheating, and the 25% that didn’t were in the 40 years and above section. Aulthough there were some in the lower age groups.
Also being a keen sociologist, I thought religion would have a place, but it seemed those who deemed themselves as "Religious" were about 4 times more likley to cheat.
I am not saying at all that every womans man is cheating on her. Not in the least. I am just drawing attention to figures. Chanses are, if your with a man, he probally wants to be with you too, and is not. The guys that have cheated, are most likley single and alone. Trust me.
So what influences these men to cheat? Is society turning them in to alpha males?
Random stuff I need to add in.
So what if your “Ooorah im a marine girlfriend” since when do we go “Im a lawyers wife” “Im a doctors girlfriend”, what happened to “I am a woman, therefore I should be treated with respect and honour”. What the hell girls! Come on!
What I found after typing in to Google about “Marine Infidelity” is a woman telling all other marine spouses, that it makes your relationship stronger. It may well do. I guess I will have to keep you posted on my friendship.
I also came across:
“Immaturity, long absences, infidelity, “poor women latching onto. young Marines with an income,” bad family backgrounds,”
Wow, I certainly wasn’t poor in the least. And just what kind of evidence are these people basing their studies on.
Need stuff to put in here.
END
So it took me 60 hours of therapy, a new dog and 17 fish, a personal trainer, a front cover of a magazine, and £10,000 to realize that I was right. The friend marine who saved my life on multiple occasions, is still one of my best friends to date. As he always said to me “Even on the darkest nights, mornings always come”.
If you made it to this point well done! Please tell me what you think. Arghh! No nasty stuff please! I tried to be as honest as possible in that work of art I like to call my "Rambling" =)
I gaurentee no one even leaves a comment because its too long!
