Well, What Did You Do?

[whooshing sound] The time that I threw a D battery in my brother's forehead.

I was asleep.

He was told to leave me alone.

Shit got stitch worthy.

I own my deed.

I was younger than him.

He should have knew better, but the hospital knew him by first name 'cause he always starting shit, okay? Um, that's on me.

But it would've never got there if he was just chilled out.

Two, someone I was dating wanted to move me from NYC, where I was used to working multiple jobs, to LA with no driver's license, no car, and no job, and I would have to completely depend on them.

Nah.

I never put myself in a situation where I have to depend on a man to do for me 100%.

I can't do it.

Never been me, never been my personality.

That's not where my comfort zone is.

It was a dry, silent breakup because he wanted me to be on some please save me, change my life shit.

Um, maybe to stroke his ego, maybe to make him feel like he was the man in my life about to change it, about to do...

But I would never find comfort in somebody doing that for me, with me.

Um, it has to be something where I feel like if I'm going to do a move like that, I'm going to move being able to stand on my own feet.

I'm going to move being able to move around without you having to do it for me.

Now, I cannot change that about myself.

That is who I am at my core.

Um, never had to depend on somebody if I wasn't a child.

Um, always made sure if I didn't wanna do something, I could support myself.

And if you're a woman and you're willing to move across the country for a man that you are not married to, that you just really like and care about a lot, kudos for you.

I'm not doing it.