The Concubine, The Mistress, The Girlfriend—Whatever

Have you ever been in a situation where you feel suffocated by your own fart? Yes, the problems we bring on ourselves.

It’s hard enough being the other woman. Aside eating crumbs that fall from first lady’s table, you’ve got to keep up, keep the act together, endure the bullshit and still try to be sane. 

So how did you get here? You fell in love—okay crap. Let’s get real.

No woman wants to be side dish, the side plate, the other woman, call it whatever you want, but just swallow the bitter pill—it still doesn’t take anything out of the fact that you’re second on the list. 

And let’s face it. If there’s a second, what’s stops a third? You didn’t think you could put the reins on him did you?   

The conscience beat

A lot of first time mistresses have had to deal with this. Forget about the fact that you come from a religious home, or that you have close to zero moral standards, you still won’t feel settled within.

When you come face to face with her, the air suddenly turns stale, the room gets smaller, almost suffocating and you—you’re holding in a lot of emotional bubbles.The funny thing, you are the only one experiencing this.

Now here comes the hard part. How exactly is the second lady expected to act? 

Most men will expect that you be on the low, hidden, almost invisible. But the daring ones prefer a ‘no-change’ in your attitude. They expect you to act normal, and keep it together. 

The more daring ones want you to have a BFF relationship with the first lady. Talk about picking favorite clothes and shoes in stores, seeing favorite movies, and sharing selfie moments. But worse of all, helping make dinner. Together. For the man. 

  

Insane right? 

Could it be giving them some sort of security? Or maybe they just want to keep ‘enemies’ even closer. Well, how ‘cool’ can a BFF situation with your rival be? (Hopefully you won’t answer that)

The weird part—Blame the gods

So Tiff (first lady) and Joan (second lady) decide to hang out with Timmy (The man). Both ladies show up in the same kind of dress. Could have been sheer coincidence if not for the fact that a few days back, the two had showed up for dinner in the exact clothes.

Still blame it on coincidence? Yeah! Timmy did too. Pfft!               

Name game on!

If you have the same name with your rival, then skip this, otherwise keep reading.

Nothing is more infuriating than being called by another’s name. 

Especially when it’s the name of your ‘nightmare’. You swell with rage, and curse from beneath your breath!

So what, he mixes up your name? Guess what? You signed up for that!

The Jealous bouts

So Timmy doesn’t like to share huh? Talk of double standards! 

Once an ‘other woman’, always an ‘other woman’. And you still can’t make demands…

What you should know

The Concubine, The Mistress, The Girlfriend, The Lover, The Other Woman, The Side Chick, The Side Dish, The Side plate is a very confusing position to be in. 

Moral of this story: Don’t fart! And if you can’t hold it, don’t fart and remain in the room.