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The doctors couldn’t figure out what was wrong with me for MONTHS. 😭 Every test came back normal, but every time my phone rang my anxiety went through the fucking roof. Couldn’t sleep. Head hurting. Irritated. Mentally exhausted. Finally my doctor sits down like: “Something in your life is causing this. You smoke?” “No.” “Drugs?” “No.” “Money problems?” “Nah, money iight.” “Work?” “Good.” He looks confused. “So walk me through a normal day.” I said, “Shit, I wake up, one bitch asking for money. Another sending me Chanel bags she want. Another asking when I’m taking her out.” “Where?” “Steakhouse.” “What’s wrong with dinner?” “Doc, you ain’t ate with these bitches.” We get there, I order water. She opens the menu and suddenly she Gordon Ramsay. Wagyu. Lobster. Crab cakes. Sides. Then come the drinks. First cocktail. Second cocktail. Third cocktail. Then: “Should we do shots?” WHO THE FUCK IS WE? I ORDERED WATER. Doctor starts laughing. “Don’t laugh. It gets worse.” “What happens after dinner?” “Now she wanna fuck.” He stops laughing. “Doc, these bitches treating me like community dick.” “What’s the problem?” “The motives. One might just wanna fuck. One wants a relationship. One hoping to get pregnant. Another hoping to secure anything she can.” His face changes. “You using protection?” I look away. “Why you looking away?” “I’m thinking.” “Every time?” “Next question.” He starts writing FAST. Then my phone buzzes. “Who’s that?” “A bitch.” “Steakhouse?” “No.” “Chanel?” “No.” “Money?” “No.” He puts his pen down. “ANOTHER ONE?” “I don’t keep attendance, Doc.” Another notification pops up: Let’s have a good time tonight 😈 Then my doorbell camera goes off. Another bitch standing outside my crib. Doctor looks at me. “You invited her?” “No.” “She called?” “No.” “She just showed up at your HOUSE?” “Exactly.” Now HE starts pacing. “So one wants money. One wants Chanel. One wants Wagyu and drinks like alcohol getting discontinued tomorrow. Then they wanna fuck. Some hoping to get pregnant. Others DMing you for sex. And now women are randomly appearing at your HOUSE?” “Correct.” He sits down. Takes his glasses off. “How often do you actually get peace?” I think about it. “Shit… not much.” “No calls?” “Rare.” “No texts?” “Rare.” “No DMs?” “Rare.” “Nobody asking for money?” I laugh. “Nobody wanting dinner?” I laugh harder. “Nobody wanting sex?” I stop laughing. He closes my medical file. Gets quiet. Then looks me dead in my eyes. “Let me ask you one last question.” “What?” “You keep fucking with them bitches?” “Yeah.” He leans back. “Finally. I know exactly what you got.” “What?” “You got Hoeskifrania.” “The fuck is Hoeskifrania?” He shakes his head. “These hoes gone make you lose yo mind if you keep going like this.”##H#HoeskifraniaD#DatingProblemsD#DatingIn2026D#DatingChroniclesS#Storytime
The doctors couldn’t figure out what was wrong with me for MONTHS. 😭 Every test came back normal, but every time my phone rang my anxiety went through the fucking roof. Couldn’t sleep. Head hurting. Irritated. Mentally exhausted. Finally my doctor sits down like: “Something in your life is causing this. You smoke?” “No.” “Drugs?” “No.” “Money problems?” “Nah, money iight.” “Work?” “Good.” He looks confused. “So walk me through a normal day.” I said, “Shit, I wake up, one bitch asking for money. Another sending me Chanel bags she want. Another asking when I’m taking her out.” “Where?” “Steakhouse.” “What’s wrong with dinner?” “Doc, you ain’t ate with these bitches.” We get there, I order water. She opens the menu and suddenly she Gordon Ramsay. Wagyu. Lobster. Crab cakes. Sides. Then come the drinks. First cocktail. Second cocktail. Third cocktail. Then: “Should we do shots?” WHO THE FUCK IS WE? I ORDERED WATER. Doctor starts laughing. “Don’t laugh. It gets worse.” “What happens after dinner?” “Now she wanna fuck.” He stops laughing. “Doc, these bitches treating me like community dick.” “What’s the problem?” “The motives. One might just wanna fuck. One wants a relationship. One hoping to get pregnant. Another hoping to secure anything she can.” His face changes. “You using protection?” I look away. “Why you looking away?” “I’m thinking.” “Every time?” “Next question.” He starts writing FAST. Then my phone buzzes. “Who’s that?” “A bitch.” “Steakhouse?” “No.” “Chanel?” “No.” “Money?” “No.” He puts his pen down. “ANOTHER ONE?” “I don’t keep attendance, Doc.” Another notification pops up: Let’s have a good time tonight 😈 Then my doorbell camera goes off. Another bitch standing outside my crib. Doctor looks at me. “You invited her?” “No.” “She called?” “No.” “She just showed up at your HOUSE?” “Exactly.” Now HE starts pacing. “So one wants money. One wants Chanel. One wants Wagyu and drinks like alcohol getting discontinued tomorrow. Then they wanna fuck. Some hoping to get pregnant. Others DMing you for sex. And now women are randomly appearing at your HOUSE?” “Correct.” He sits down. Takes his glasses off. “How often do you actually get peace?” I think about it. “Shit… not much.” “No calls?” “Rare.” “No texts?” “Rare.” “No DMs?” “Rare.” “Nobody asking for money?” I laugh. “Nobody wanting dinner?” I laugh harder. “Nobody wanting sex?” I stop laughing. He closes my medical file. Gets quiet. Then looks me dead in my eyes. “Let me ask you one last question.” “What?” “You keep fucking with them bitches?” “Yeah.” He leans back. “Finally. I know exactly what you got.” “What?” “You got Hoeskifrania.” “The fuck is Hoeskifrania?” He shakes his head. “These hoes gone make you lose yo mind if you keep going like this.”##H#HoeskifraniaD#DatingProblemsD#DatingIn2026D#DatingChroniclesS#Storytime

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