Mi gente, I’ve been hanging out like a 21 year old. I’m having girls nights like it’s 1999 and my middle name is Prince (R.I.P). This 40-year-old right here has been dipping and doing it and leaving Boo in the dust. And the dust is our Long Island apartment.
While I danced to Marc Anthony at Mohegan Sun, sipped on Fireball (cause I’m classy) with my cousins at Inwood Bar and Grill, and loudly sang, “I’m in love with you…” (shout out to Nigeria!) at Uptown Social in Harlem, Boo was home with our 2-year-old, Evan.
Let me back up before you fuckers call me a bad momma. I take care of my son. I also spent his first two years of life working from home. I was always home then, spending nights binge watching reality TV as Boo shimmied at salsa socials in The City. So now it’s my turn.
Although my bank account is screaming, “you’re bleeding me dry, loca!” I’m calling my homies and asking, “Para donde vamos?”
You see, having a popping social life is good for me. I feel like my old self again and am building memories. Ones that I will recall and share with Evan when he’s dipping and doing it. It’s also good for my relationship and has done wonders for my relationship dynamic. Boo doesn’t deem me as codependent, and I am much more confident now that I am taking time out for myself. He is much more aware of my independence and strength as he is extremely attracted to women who don’t need him. FYI: codependency is not his thang.
Besides, men find it sexy when a woman has her own friends, money to spend, and a car to take to and fro. What else do men find sexy? Press play to listen to episode 63 of my podcast and I’ll tell ya. Plus, I share how you can help me #TakeBackLatina. This and more on Love Sujeiry: Talk Served Raw on reVolver Podcast.