MAC_Pixie04
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So, I've never really been the kind of girl who's had great self esteem/self worth. It may seem like it, but it's something I've struggled with since I can remember. And when I was interested in boys, it got worse. I've always struggled with my weight, and I wasn't the most feminine thing growing up, so I never felt pretty. That, or I was stuck in the "Best Friend" position with every guy I ever liked. So I tried to "girl up" a little and see where it landed me. As it turned out, most guys only wanted me for sex, not because I'm particularly physically attractive, but because I wasn't easy. I guess they figured if they could get me they could anyone.
And years go by of this, and I get into this relationship, my current one. My first REAL relationship. And at first I was skeptical, since I'd been burned by guys in the past I had to try and figure this one out because being someone's girlfriend was foreign territory to me. I kept asking myself, "What does he want? What makes him different from the others?" And then I realized that I was blocking myself. I wasn't allowing myself to be genuinely cared for and desired.
And I don't feel it anymore. It's finally sunk in that he loves me for me. And it feels so good to just be loved and cared about. When he looks at me I don't care if my hair is messed up or if I have a huge pimple, because I know he doesn't care either. And when he touches me, I don't try to hide my belly or squeeze my thick legs together, because I know that to him they're a part of what make me beautiful. And when he tells me he loves me I know he means it. And it feels really good to hear and feel. And I'm finally allowing myself to let him. And it just feels so damn great, I could cry.
Pardon my rambling, but I had to tell the world, because feeling this good is hard to contain.
And years go by of this, and I get into this relationship, my current one. My first REAL relationship. And at first I was skeptical, since I'd been burned by guys in the past I had to try and figure this one out because being someone's girlfriend was foreign territory to me. I kept asking myself, "What does he want? What makes him different from the others?" And then I realized that I was blocking myself. I wasn't allowing myself to be genuinely cared for and desired.
And I don't feel it anymore. It's finally sunk in that he loves me for me. And it feels so good to just be loved and cared about. When he looks at me I don't care if my hair is messed up or if I have a huge pimple, because I know he doesn't care either. And when he touches me, I don't try to hide my belly or squeeze my thick legs together, because I know that to him they're a part of what make me beautiful. And when he tells me he loves me I know he means it. And it feels really good to hear and feel. And I'm finally allowing myself to let him. And it just feels so damn great, I could cry.
Pardon my rambling, but I had to tell the world, because feeling this good is hard to contain.