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Well, here I am again, letting off steam; hope you all don't mind.
I know I wasn't at the front of the queue when God gave out looks, and the body, come to that, but I do look in the mirror and occasionally think, "I'm not that bad."
I want to be sexy, I want to be wanted
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But all I think is, how the hell will that happen when I've got this stuck on my side for the rest of my life? I know I'm lucky, like us all, to be alive, but at this moment in time, I don't feel lucky.
Over the past 3 years, I feel luck has not been on my side.
Am I wanting too much? It's not just me being single and out there looking; it's about thinking who's going to accept me for me, stoma and all.
After a pretty shitty start to my weekend, I decided to go out Saturday with "the girls." I had a couple of men approach me, asking if I wanted a drink, etc. I went into some mode I have never seen before, head down, standoffish. Why? I feel so comfortable chatting on here; I can be myself. Why can't I be like that in this big open world we live in?