Majority of Church women say they want a man to Love them with all their heart, but they just love to play games with men. For example, when I text you on Sunday afternoon and the whole week go by and say nothing to me. So I see you again at church and you say I was busy, So I call you 2 twice, left you a message... no response... Text you no response.... you actually think that I am going to chase after you...You must not know who I am... Church women want men to chase after them like dog. I am not freaking doing that. I am a different kind of man. I freaking agree with the rapper Drake: He said in one songs: I do not chase girls, but they will run a mile for me.

If you do not want a relationship, but you want me, treat you like an escort when I am done with you. Then you will be treated like a escort. If you rather be a escort instead of being elevated from girlfriend, to fiance, to wife, then Queen; then you will be treated like a escort. Tell me one good reason of: Why the heck you should be The Queen?

I am not bringing any of you girls home to meet my family yet. I have never brought any of you home, because I don't know your intentions. There will many test and questions, we will see if you fail or pass. If you're giving me crap, I already know...I just pretend that I am stupid. If you honest with me at beginning or right the middle had a change of heart, then we could help each other.

Remember that gorgeous actress? She was there too last night. Her and I had a deep conversation while her husband was right next to her.

I have no idea, man. I only have her cell number and her Instagram. He didn't mind at all. He did not talk to anybody else.

Remember that she had already given me her phone number already when we met a while ago? Remember the older woman who was flirting with me? Her husband didn't say anything. I have no answers for the rest of your questions because I don't know. I greeted with a kiss on the cheek. Before I left, more than one kisses on the cheek. They were very close to her lips. She hugged very tight each time.

Even though I have hung out with many older women before, some with children, divorced, but I learned something new. It's is not about the age it is about the mentality. Remember, I used to think that I would not want to be in a relationship with an older woman, but I don't care anymore. Where she got kids or divorced. I have so many options or offers on the table, I have never acted on it. But now, I may sized the opportunity, because women around my age don't know what they want yet. They don't know the real thing when they see it. An older woman maybe understand me. Dang! So many options! Wow, I have eyes on many.

It's like all Haitian mothers, no matter what color or ancestry, have the same danm playbook. They all speak so danm rough to us as sons or daughters. Danm! I still love them either way. We as children has to accept them just the way they are. But at the same time, I don't want my future wife to speak to me that way. Don't worry, mom, I will still answer the phone even though you call me too many times during the day. As long as my future wife speaks to me in sweet way, at anytime, then she gets whatever she needs.

My father knows how fix anything. He will it himself. For example, he shaves his own head by himself with a razor. But I will go the Barbershop and pay any barber available if my main personal barber is not available.

ANPIL medanm kounye a, nan tan nap viv la se bann visye, volè, yo bezwen pran wilib sou nèg. No, I don't have a car, I have a bicycle...What do you think about that? I will wait for your answer....

Kenbe pi fò laverite lè ap pale avèk paran Ayisyen. Ou tè mèt konfese, epi yap ba ou yon ti bon konsèy, epi yap fout rache ou.

I understand other people's points of view. I take it all into consideration; but despite my comments to my mother and the family; it's is still happening currently. I am experiencing this s**t in the present time. I say no comment. She starts an argument. I give an answer, she starts another argument. Why do you think I'm always out of the house whenever I am off from work? That's why most of the time, even though I have a comment, I keep my responses short and say: "Yes, mom. You are correct. I am speaking very nice, mom. Please, don't yell."

Every time a woman says: that was nice, you didn't have to buy me a gift for a birthday or whatever important occasion. She is liying. Buy her a gift anyway. Because if you don't she will throw that in your face even though she said that as she doesn't need anything.

Now, it's my father pissing me off this afternoon today after 5PM; on Wednesday, February, February 12, 2025. I was just having a conversation with a woman representative who handles my website (you don't get the same person every time). I was laughing loudly downstairs on the phone after telling her a joke, and after I was done, he told me that I was not supposed to laugh like that. I said: Do I question your laugh? He said: when I leave the house, I will not be allowed to come back. So, I said: What did I do to you, father? It's both parents keep picking arguments with me just so I can get angry and freaking leave the house. Don't they know I will never be 100% of what they want me to be because GOD made me different from everyone in this house and everyone in the entire world? Don't they know that people are dealing with serious problems out of here and just need something to laugh? Don't they know we all need a good laugh at all of our problems? Was that my father's 2nd attempt threatening me trying to kick me out of the house again?

It looks like they are disappointed in me because I didn't become like a doctor that they wanted me to be. They are more proud of my sister because she took the medical route. Whatever she does or wants, there is no problem; but as soon as it's me, baamm here we go again, they just love picking arguments with me.

I usually say: Good morning, Papi! But this morning, Thursday, February 13, 2025, because of yesterday, I said: Good morning, Father!

So, my mother started an argument with me this morning, Thursday, February 13, 2025, about how I do nothing around the house because today I forgot to take out the garbage. Everything she said: I responded: Yes, mom! 1) Guess who be waking up at 4AM most of the time to accompany my grandmother on my dad side, to hang around with her; because she has eye problems and need a helper when she wakes up to make breakfast on the stove? 2) Guess who will be dropping everything and running to the CVS pharmacy in Rahway every time my grandmother runs out of medication? 3) Guess who is ordering extra food for my mother and I at any restaurant that I buy from when there is no food at the house when she is tired and doesn't cook? 4) Guess who is ordering refills for my mother every time she runs out of medication? 5) Guess who is leaving an extra plate of food for my sister in the morning when I cook breakfast in the morning? 6) Guess who is telling the guys at work how good of a father I have and I love him? 7) Guess who be ordering expensive things for my parents on there birthday even though my father be returning my gifts? 8) How do I feel about each one of them now?

My father returns my gifts because either he doesn't like the particular brand I order or doesn't want me to spend a lot of money because of what I make. To answer your second question, I am not telling them anything about the new book because it's a true confession, and I don't feel like explaining.

If they ask, I will tell them it's just a story. But if anyone else asked: it's all true!

Just now, at 8:45 AM today, on Thursday, February 13, 2025. My father told my mother what happened and tried to me look like the bad guy. He changed the tone of the voice of when I said: "Father, do I question your laugh? We all have our own laughter." I was like I said it very nicely. My mother was like: "Don't ever talk back to any parent. What if we had left you back on the island?" I am tired of my parents being so damn bossy. Nothing I do is ever good enough. I say no comment, an argument. I respond, an argument. I keep my mouth shut, an argument. Oh, GOD, through JESUS, please DELIVER ME!!

My sister always says that both sides are wrong and wants me only to apologize.

So, a while ago, this afternoon, my mother said: "Did you apologize to your father?"

I replied: "I am sorry, Papi."

My father took a paused and became silent for a while and said: "Nobody loves you like your parents. When we see something bad in you, we are trying to correct you. Other people may say that they love you, but they don't love you like your parents."

This time, I kept my mouth shot and said nothing and kept my eyes on the FIFA channel, giving a replay of one of the semi-final games from World Cup 2022.