The truth isI have Fibromyalgia and am disabled. I say this in an attempt at full disclosure because there are people out there who openly admit that they don't want to be with someone who has a chronic illness that limits that person in some way or another. I don't hold such a preference against anyone but I also don't want to spend a significant amount of time getting to know someone who feels that way because its a waste of time and energy for all parties involved. What I have is a controversial disorder or disease. It's controversial because there are large portions of the medical community that seem to believe that people who claim to be in immense pain all the time are not telling the truth. I've heard Fibromyalgia sufferers be called lazy, that the problem is all in their head and that if they'd just exercise, they wouldn't be in pain all the time. The experience has left me with a deep sense of empathy for those dealing with equally chronic and time consuming disorders. I've always been an HONEST person and bent over backwards for others. I have always worked hard at every job I've ever worked and I've been a massage therapist for more than five years. I'd rather be making my own way than letting others take care of me financially. But here I am, unable to work from the immensity of my pain. I have a few good days and a few bad days. I had to drop out of university and move back home with my mother due to my illness. I'm not asking anyone to feel sorry for me or having an un-ending pitty party; I divulge this very personal situation because I want anyone who might message me to know that there are extenuating circumstances that control my day to day existence.
In some ways I'm lonely for a companion. I miss having someone to talk to and laugh with and maybe even someone to cuddle with. I would love to have a sex life but right now that feels really impossible. Even more now because of how my health limits my abilities, I only want to get involved with someone who values more than just sex. Friends first is the only thing I can handle and only after friends could I offer more.
I just had to get this off my chest. I've met others who share my disease and many of them have reported that people they thought loved them left them over their illness. This has taught me that I can't burden anyone with my illness and even though I have the greatest desire to live fully and deeply I'm limited. I have to be careful who comes in my life.
I am a good girl with a big heart. Treat me with respect and I will return the same courtesy. Do not even bother talking to me if all you want is sex. Go to the Strip joint and have a blast if you want to find an easy slut, but I'm not one of them. I'm not a free lay.
I'm still a dork, that hasn't changed. And there is ALWAYS a lot going on in my head and my life.
I'm a deep thinker, which inevitably will lead to my down fall (kidding). I'm an intellectual and good stimulating conversation makes me happy. More often than not I start the conversation and dominate it. (I try not to, just can't help it sometimes.. I'm working on it. Can't help being smart. lol) I'm witty, sarcastic and my humor can be a bit dry. I find humor in everything and I know how to laugh at myself even though I take myself seriously. I'm self motivated, and independent. I'm probably a little arrogant (and that's probably genetic. I take after my father in that respect).
I am Witty, Analytical, and Dry-Humored