"The problem with us is that we don't look our age, and we don't act our age either. We can be older or younger depending on the situation, but we'll always look younger. We're a unique breed, and that will always be a problem. We attract two kinds of guys: either the way younger, totally immature guys that will never satisfy our emotional needs, or the way older guys that are perverts. Don't blame yourself; people are trained to base their opinions and ideas on first impressions, not on what really exists. It's not your fault at all."
That's exactly what my mom said to me earlier, as I was noting the demerits of my current situation. The worst part of it? She's right. Absolutely right.
I'm sick of watching/reading/hearing about perfect relationships, about true love and romance and starry eyes. I so badly want to be completely emotionally fulfilled, I want it so bad I can taste it. The problem is, if I find someone that I think can fill that void, either they only see the sexual side of it, or they think that we're incompatible based on some stupid physical attribute like age or gender or size. And why? Why does anyone care about the stupid stigma society has placed on things that make no difference? If I'm in love with someone older than me, or younger, or someone of the same gender, or someone who doesn't live up to Seventeen magazine's standard of appearance, what difference should that make to me? I love them for who they are, not what they are. Nothing else should stand in the way of that.
I just want to be loved.
FleurDeDomme · Sun Oct 01, 2006 @ 02:21am · 1 Comments |