Why I rather you hurt my feelings...

I rather would be sad for a few days or hours than to live a lie.
Please do not spare my feelings,
tell me how you feel.
I am not the delicate flower that you might think.
I am stronger than you would ever know.
DO NOT under estimate me.
Do not flatter yourself and think that your disinterest is going to devastate me.
Your cowardice devastates me more.
I have lost faith in your kind.
My anger may subside, but my dissappointment will never fade

The Fat Role....

I wake up in the morning, I get dressed. It takes me 3 outfits to decide what I want to wear. I am strategic in my attire. I ask myself - what am I doing today? Am I going to work? Will I see men? Will I see women? I dress for the women more times than not. I have no attraction to women, but I want them, more than guys, to find me attractive. Why? I spend 30 minutes fixing my hair, 15 on my make-up.



This is what I know - I am not ugly. I do not need make up and hairspray, but I choose it. I choose it to compete. To compete with women, for women. Not becuase I want their friendship. I want their praise and jealousy. If I wanted friendship I would not be so picky about my attire. Why do women do this. I know I am not the only one. Models are not 5'11 and 110 lbs for men! Men generally do not like that. What made women be so critical of women?



Why is Lizzie Miller praised or criticized? I do not have the answers of course...but I know what I feel.