(Disclaimer: Italics indicate potential bolloxs that only I adhere to, ultimately rending myself within a spiral of repressed emotions. lol)
Twists and turns. That’s really the only way you can sum up life I think.
You think you got something clear in your head and then BANG! A new plot line appears in the soap of your life.
K. I have been moaning and groaning about the LGBT and how lesbians don’t accept me etc etc.
On Friday night I met someone. They seemed nice enough, and then they started being very nice, saying how pretty I was and stuff. I was quite taken back by this as one may expect. Anyway, it turns out that they had seen me on some crappy dating site (that my friend made me join about 5 months ago and which I have never returned to) and they said that they had sent me a message etc etc and was disappointed that I didn’t respond.
Well I explained that I didn’t realise etc etc and they were still saying how pretty I was and stuff … so I thought ohk … no one has paid this sort of attention to me in over 2 years and I wasn’t sure I knew how to deal with it. But I rolled with it.
Kissed. Was nice. She was a very good kisser.
That’s the issue. She is a she. She is a member of the LGBT. She is what last week I was moaning about lol. Not her individually but that social group.
Anyway, I am about 88% sure that when she was flirting with me she had no idea about my physical state. She has since added me on facebook and said that she will text me during the week for a ‘chat’. Now, she is friends with a lot of the LGBT who know about my physical status, so by now she will know and I have no idea if she is going to be ohk with it.
In fact I don’t know if I am ohk with it! I had got myself mentally ready to date a guy and then this girl appears from nowhere and starts praising me! Oh cruel world lol!
I hate the fact that I am waiting for her to text
I hate the fact that I don’t know if I like her or not
I hate the fact that I am not content to be alone anymore.
It will take time to get my head reorganised after this. When the evitable rejection happens I hate the fact that I will be upset and will think about why and what could I have done differently etc etc.
Being content is the key to happiness. That’s why I hate all this silly sex business because it just screws with that and gives you false expectations. Love is not a given, it is a gift. You shouldn’t expect love, love should be a surprise.
If you expect love you can never be alone and content, and that is why I dislike being in this situation. Wow … I can really moan! Self-deprecation is clearly on the agenda!
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[Since I got moaned at for posting pics I have put them in url links as requested. It’s a shame, I feel it takes away from the only good part of my blog lol the text is bolloxs! But it forces me to give them titles and I kinda don’t like that, as it denotes a prescriptive frame influencing the viewer of what I was feeling at the time. Rather than just allowing someone to look and create his or her own story. But lets face it I am just posing in the pics anyway, so they are hardly valid as being representative of the emotions I was expereince at the time! Just a show for amusement really lol I TALK BOLLOXS lol]