My sister sent me this article from Miss T.N. King.
I think most if not all women, especially in my generation (early 20’s to mid-late 30’s) can most definitely relate to her tale & swallow the truth of situations we may be in right now. I know I’ve been there, not too long ago actually. Have you?
A side chick is commonly known as a mistress or a woman that’s romantically involved with a man who is in a committed relationship. However after doing some reflecting, I realize that’s not the only type of side chick. I want to discuss “the new side chick”–a woman who decides to stay by a man’s side after he has expressed his lack of relationship intentions with her through his words or actions. So many women have made this mistake at least once in their lifetime, and unfortunately I’ve done the same thing.
I like to think of the new side chick as an appetizer. You’re there just to satisfy the immediate appetite of the man, but as soon as that mouth-watering entrée comes out to the table, you will get pushed to the side, literally. Why? Because that entrée is what he really wanted; he went to the restaurant to order steak, not hot wings. You were just a placeholder, fling, temporary commitment, or maybe even just a “good ol time” until what he really wanted was presented to him. I know I sound a bit harsh, but even I had to realize my then-reality for what it was. Simply put: you are not and will never be his Queen.
The truth hurts, but it can only make you stronger.
I would like to open up about my experience with this one particular guy where I found myself playing the new side chick role. I will refer to him as “Jake”.
From the moment Jake and I met, we immediately clicked. I could talk to him about anything. We would laugh and joke on the phone for hours and help each other out. He was so supportive, encouraging, and respectful. We had such a beautiful and strong friendship. I was attracted to his mind, personality, and character. However, it was the magnetic chemistry and connection we had that made me fall for him. He became my best friend.
I thought this was it. He could possibly be the ‘one’.
We began talking every day, multiple times throughout the day. As time went on and our feelings for each other grew stronger, our actions began to reflect a “more-than-friend-on-the-verge-to-a-relationship” type thing.
At this point, I fell for him. I had given my heart to a man who was not mine.
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Also, check out part 2 The New Side Chick Part II: But I Can’t Leave Him
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