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My life is incredibly different these days. I have gone from a life of getting checked out by young girls all the time to a life where, even if i simply look in there direction, I am an old creep. I can see it in there eyes. It used to be a very flirtatious smile, or if in a car a giggle between friends and a quick look away. Now, it is a straight face, immediate look away as if they are disgusted and think I am some sort of old predator.
I used to know the later. I was a bartender for many years and I got to know them very well. The girls were trained to avoid them. I never thought I would be considered one. I mean, I don't even give two fucks about women these days. However, I know that they now consider me one of those men.
I am by no means "unnattractive" or "ugly". Now, I get the googly eyes from single moms, or older ladies. Which of course I enjoy.
It just happened so quick, within 2-3 years. Honestly. I don't know if the sickening stress of my own life compounded with losing my hair and having a disfiguring transplant has aged my face, or if it's simply the look in my eyes of abandoned hope.
I simply cannot comprehend how in such a shallow, image-based world, one copes with losing their image, losing their looks. I am an educated, self-made, successful man who has overcome the most horrendous situations, and yet, I cannot now or ever comprehend how to accept this.
Thanks for listening. I love you guys. I really do.
I used to know the later. I was a bartender for many years and I got to know them very well. The girls were trained to avoid them. I never thought I would be considered one. I mean, I don't even give two fucks about women these days. However, I know that they now consider me one of those men.
I am by no means "unnattractive" or "ugly". Now, I get the googly eyes from single moms, or older ladies. Which of course I enjoy.
It just happened so quick, within 2-3 years. Honestly. I don't know if the sickening stress of my own life compounded with losing my hair and having a disfiguring transplant has aged my face, or if it's simply the look in my eyes of abandoned hope.
I simply cannot comprehend how in such a shallow, image-based world, one copes with losing their image, losing their looks. I am an educated, self-made, successful man who has overcome the most horrendous situations, and yet, I cannot now or ever comprehend how to accept this.
Thanks for listening. I love you guys. I really do.