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I could crumble and never leave the house, become invisible and a mere shadow of who I once was.My only other choice was to saddle up and see where this lead, after all it was who I was now and not a lot was going to change that!It became a part of who I now was and it was there comfort grew.

It really took something and I risked a lot of rejection and painful judgment but I felt the fear and did it regardless.I started to tell myself I was doomed to be alone forever, who could seriously wake up beside a bald woman and think that I was a catch, I didn’t have hair, my femininity had left the building, poof, like that I was no longer soft, I was flawed, undesirable, looked harsh and bold.Could hair really rob me of this womanly characteristic, femininity?The image I had known as “me” for as long as I can remember was gone and something very different, something very confronting stared back at me.When I went out to bars and clubs, men and women stared at me, in fact whenever I left the house people stared at me.I was someone real and tangible they could relate to, someone who understands them.

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