I feel like when you’re bigger you have to work that much harder at getting people to like you. Maybe I’m taking a pessimistic stance on humanity, but I know that I judge people to a certain degree on their physical appearance. I know it’s terrible that I do, but I can’t help it.
As a big girl, I feel that I can’t just walk into a room and giggle and toss my hair back and then suddenly have a date for every Friday that month. I don’t even know how to attract a guy like that. I’m not particularly feminine. I’m sarcastic and I crack jokes a lot… and are guys not into that anymore? Have they ever been?
I’m more of a guy than I am a girl. So, on that level, I suppose that’s why I’m not finding any guys, because I’m just ONE of the guys.
It’s really lame that in order for someone to find a date they have to conform to a stereotype, even if it is only briefly. Why am I going to string you along for a date or two and pretend to like shopping and shoes and counting calories when in reality my interests are video games, the internet and music? Why should I lie to you and then halfway through our relationship watch you have an epiphany that, BAM, suddenly, I am not a girly girl?
I don’t want to be fake and giggle stupidly in order to get your attention. I want you to like me for me. I know I’m not pretty. I know I’m not thin. But I am a pretty fantastic person, shallow assumptions aside. I really wish people would get over themselves, sometimes.