I will keep this lesson in mind the next time I find someone I like; to see if they keep a double standard.
I was 600, Now I'm nearly 400; I can fold my stomach, arms, and leg flab in half. The goal is to keep the muscle and get down to under 250, but that will take time as all things do. Losing weight is the least extraordinary thing I've done; I've overcome schizophrenia, a shitty childhood, poor education and a lifetime of real and imagined rejection and I haven't met a person I haven't been able to impress. The worst you can do to an individual has already been done to me. I have come to accept the possibility of being celibate virgin until the day I die. You may think that is an immature thing to say or that I'm broken for saying it; unfortunately, experience begets jadedness and I may never find someone who truly interests me.
By now you're probably imagining the picture and smell of the wierdest freak you can imagine.
Imagine a different concept; the most attractive, interesting man you have ever met. Now wonder, why didn't he ask you out? That man had the ability to see into your very soul, and it was the lack of beauty there that made him move on.
Your time would be better spent correcting that list rather than judging me.
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