A number of people have made fun of me over the years for hanging around, acting like an idiot, and not “enjoying” what’s right in front of me. I laugh about it, too, because, sure, it makes me a bit of an anomaly.
Every once in a while, somebody’ll come along who gets really angry about it, taking it as a personal affront because I won’t sleep with them. Why is that?
I think it all boils to down to one thing: Lack of self-esteem.
Sure, that’s something that everyone, if they’re honest, struggles with from time to time. But man, I don’t know what it is about the Internet, in particular, that attracts so many people who have such dangerous issues with self-esteem that it creates such narcissism alongside it.
“You don’t find me attractive? What the hell is wrong with you? I can get any man to sleep with me!”
I’m totally used to seeing guys act like that, especially if they’re from Kentucky (*tongue firmly in cheek*). But this has happened several times, and from some pretty damned gorgeous women, at that. Women who should have had no hard luck finding someone to sleep with, so I mean, why fixate on me to begin with?
All of them have had one thing in common: they never realized that they were attractive.
They found fault in themselves where others wouldn’t, faults which were usually reinforced by their families, by the last asshole they were married to, or the idiot they just broke up with a few weeks ago… It’s sad.
And as much as I’d love to be able to just label them, “Stupid bitch!” and go on, I don’t. I know where it comes from. I file them in the “CAUTION: Has Issues” file in my head, until they manage to graduate to a different file. Everybody has issues, but it’s the severity, and what we do them, that’s the make-or-break point.
But I’ll tell ya one thing… I’m more than a little sick of paying for the mistakes that every other man has made. I shoot straight. I don’t lead anyone on. You know the deal beforehand. Ruining friendships, relationships, or even families, by involving myself in little jealousy wars just isn’t my thing, ya know?
I have my own convictions, and I stick to them.
Take an honest look at yourself. Identify your strong points, but don’t get arrogant. And maybe, just maybe, you can be beautiful too.
