So, one of my biggest fears ever was living with a man. I know some people might laugh, but that shit freaked me out. I guess because I lived alone for so long I came to the realization that selfish is me and I am it. The fact that I would have to share is just preposterous. Lmao!!! Can I tell ya’ll the one reason why I was afraid to live with someone? The fact that I have to share my bed. I HATE SHARING MY BED. Ask any of my ex boyfriends, I would rather send you home than spend the night with me. I can’t sleep properly if someone else is in the bed with me. If you get too close to me I start kicking you in my sleep. For years I kept an air mattress in the house in the event that someone wanted to sleep over they had the air mattress as an option. So I will be 30 years old in a little over a week and I’m realizing…it’s time to share the bed.
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