I used to be in a similar boat. I always suspected something that I am now pretty sure is true, but all my friends were telling me wasn't true at the time (probably because they want to be nice). I looked deep within myself and found an answer. See, I was an overweight woman. Not obese, but chubby—not big enough for fat fetishists, I've been told, but still quite a bit larger than what's conventionally considered attractive. The problem is that I like conventionally attractive men—confident guys with classically handsome faces who look like they take care of themselves. But the only dudes who seem interested in me are old men who hit on me in bars, and geeky, socially awkward guys who I suspect see me as approachable because of my weight. This is one reason this site seemed appealing to me at the time I signed up. I'm not blanket criticizing men in those categories; they just weren't my type at the time and I didn't feel like I needed to settle. To top it off, I have a pretty hot-headed attitude and I don't take shit from people, so I am not exactly easy to get along with. I also have a lot of self confidence, which puts people off. I began to see a direct connection between my socially undesirable body type and the fact that the men I like don't want me, while conversely, the men I don't like, namely people like the guys who post here, do want me. I bet I could send my nude photographs to some guy here and have him fall in love with me immediately, but that's another matter entirely. My friends say it's all down to my attitude, but I don't think I would attract ANYONE if that was true. I do get some interest, just not from anyone who really interests me. I take generally good care of myself (probably didn't exercise as much as I should have, obviously, but I smell good, I have a great job and I dress impeccable); I have a pretty face and I presented myself well, but it did nothing for me. Meanwhile, even the meanest of my thinner friends always managed to date the kind of men I'd always wanted to have a shot with. So let's cut to the chase here—the best explanation for my not bagging hot dudes was my extra poundage, right? Once I came to this realization I was free as a bird. I realized that the kind of guys I want aren't attainable unless I do something about lowering my own standards. So I started trying to make connections on the internet and finding the right guy. One day I found the love of my life. He lived in another country but it didn't matter. I was in love. We moved in together and we got married. At first it was a veritable honeymoon everyday. It was pure bliss. But the bliss soon turned into agony as we both began to realize that our lower standards had actually never been lowered but only temporarily blinded out of desperation. I began to see him as an unattractive and undesirable mate with characteristics that I had previously attributed to "being a loser" and undesirable. So in the end, I tried lowering my standards and met a really sweet guy, but I found his meekness, lack of self esteem, fondness for video games and doughy body unattractive, and it wasn't sexually fulfilling for me. I don't want to do that again. So now I started working out, I lost 30 pounds and I'm fucking a half bulgarian and half spanish guy named Guillermo with a 10 inch cock that is just out of this world. And the best part is I don't even want to have a relationship with the guy because I have so many guys lined up and available options that I scoff at the idea of settling down now. Funny how things can change just like that. So my advice would probably be to get in shape and take care of yourself, maybe invest in a nice wardrobe and possibly get out of the house more, instead of trying to find your true love on the internet. It didn't work for me, and it won't work for you either. Hope this helps.
What is? It's not that big a deal honey. You just gotta work hard to achieve your goals and make some sacrifices. I pretty much gave up kit kat bars and chocolate mousse cake. It was hard but worth it, because it's either a king size twix bar, or Guillermo's glorious 10 inch penis.
i touched a girl about 30 yrs ago... before you knew her as mom.. havent spoken to her since.. but you have my eyes.
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