Showing posts with label Would the Me at age 26 even hang out with the Me now?. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Would the Me at age 26 even hang out with the Me now?. Show all posts

Monday, November 3, 2008

I'm embarrased-

I am kinda embarrassed with myself for seeking friendships in this way (eye batting). When I was in my 20s, I just went out in a slutty outfit, passed out my # to cute guys who seemed interesting, and took male callers. I dated as a sport. After several attempts to reach me ( I never accepted the call the 1st couple of times) I would go on a date. I ignored the guy during diner, halfway ignored the guy when on the phone, pretended to listen (by nodding my head and making eye contact), enjoyed the ride - and then after a couple of dates (if not bored to tears yet) allowed the guy to kiss me- then , (if not repulsed) had sex - then (if not ashamed or grossed out) accepted his proposal for other dates- It was pure entertainment. - Those were the good times.

And now I'm batting my eyes at random guys off the street?! I look the same as when I was 26ish - My mind matured - I grew up and realized that men are people with feelings (and the male ego). In my life's trials I grew a heart that beats with empathy for men - Oh nooooooo! Having a heart as a woman is Kryptonite.

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