P#$$whY – Dr. X’s prescription for your life
By now we’ve all heard about, read about, and talked about the melee over at the club involving Chris Brown and Drake allegedly fighting over Sekhmet… Oops I mean Jezeb… Inanna? Um, RIHANNA. Yeah.
Sidebar: Reading about celebrity mishaps, especially when they involve pretentiousness and bottle throwing at the club, is a guilty pleasure of mine. It reminds me that though these people may have more money than us; me and the people I hang out with were blessed with a bit of civility and refinement.
Now if you haven’t heard the story, I’ll sum it up for you the Dr. X way:
A couple weird, high-yellow boys threw down in the club over some p#$$y like two Basketball Wives!
Both Drake & Brown and their camps are facing criminal charges, and the nightclub has been closed and faces several code violations.
JLo, Diddy and Shyne circa 1999 anyone?
Honestly, I think it’s a veiled attempt at gaining street cred and a hint at a possible future collabo between Brown and Drake, but that’s neither here nor there.)
What it all comes down to is that no one is ever worth fighting over.
I tell my patients, when it comes to sex, you must view everything objectively; meaning there isn’t much difference from one to the next.
Now yes, subjectively there is difference from one to the next: texture, color, hardness, magnetism, cleavage, oh wait, wait, I’m talking about physical properties of metals – but you get my drift!
Objectively, the outcome will either bring you pleasure or disappointment. So why chase after something expecting it to give you anything other than one of those two outcomes? You and I both know guys and gals who do this repeatedly. In fact the definition of doing the same thing repeatedly and expecting different results is INSANITY.
A few years ago, a p#$$y chasing cousin of mine got into a heap of trouble when he started messing around with a young lady he worked with. I guess everything was fine in the beginning until she began catching feelings. I’m inclined to believe that in addition to him leading her on; she was a bit mentally disturbed.
She follows him home from work a few times, and one day catches him out at a restaurant having dinner with another girl where she boxes in his car in the parking lot, and begins sending him a string of threatening text messages and harassing phone calls while he’s there.
After he reports the incident to the police, things die down for a few weeks until he notices scratches on the passenger’s side of his car and a broken, busted driver’s side mirror.
Over the next few months, they terrorize one another:
She slashes three of his four tires twice.
He handcuffs her to his gear shift and threatens to drive her into the woods and leave her.
She hits his car with her car as he watches her from our grandmother’s porch.
When that happened, he called the police and says, “I’m going to shoot this crazy bitch.” He’s taken into custody, released, and we find out that not only does she have a history of this type of behavior, but her two babies fathers have restraining orders against her and full custody of their kids. She misses the court date and they grant my cousin a restraining order, but guess what? He continues fooling around with her and now they have a child together!
This young woman knew exactly what to do to get under his skin — she trashed his car.
And he knew what to do to get under hers — have sex with her and then ignore her.
This is no different than the boiled bunny in Fatal Attraction, speaking of which…
Over the weekend I watched this new show on the ID channel called Scorned: Love Kills. The piece I saw was on a couple named Keyon & Avis. Keyon was a schoolteacher who moonlights as a bartender, and cheats on Avis with a bunch of women.
Soon after he finds out Avis is pregnant, he begins cheating with a colleague of his, a woman named Carla.
Carla and Keyon embark on an intense affair and Carla becomes clingy. Keyon backs away only to arrive home one night to find Avis dead in their garage.
http://investigation.discovery.com/videos/scorned-love-kills-kill-the-competition.html
Keyon was a thrill-seeker. Looking for that mind blowing p#$$y. Just like Chris, Drake, my cousin, and so many other men.
In the end it left him with no family and a tarnished reputation.
Today’s prescription: If it feels that good, withdraw.
