Originally Posted by
ChristianonLI
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I wish I had your confidence, Doppleganger. Approaching random women is absolutely not a skill I was born with. It's weird, I have a very customer-oriented job. I deal with the public all day long. I also have a relatively set and consistent clientele that come in on a daily basis, some of whom are very attractive women. In the environment of my job and in conversation related to the store around me I can talk up a storm, I'm engaged and animated and quick with a joke, doesn't matter who I'm talking to, even attractive women customers. Get me outside of work though and I just clam up.
And the less attractive a woman is, the easier I find it is to talk to them. I've often wondered if it is because in my mind I am less apprehensive about appearing dorky or imperfect because of their lack of physical beauty, thus meaning they are less picky. On the other hand I have this silly notion that less attractive women, via survival of the fittest, were socially forced to develop a broader and more complete personality than pretty women who just have to look good and get virtually whatever they want.
The girl I took the date on last night is nice. She's intelligent, nerdy and makes good conversation. She's just heavy around the middle, the sort of fat that looks as though she's got an old fashioned life preserver under her clothes. But if she lost 50 lbs she'd be PERFECT. Do I enter a relationship based off our shared interests and similarities in hopes she one day loses weight? How's that really fair to her?
In my head basing beauty solely on weight feels to be the most unfair, selfish and trivial thing to do. But at the same time I feel I deserve a better looking woman when in reality I deserve NOTHING more than what I've put in and if attractive women aren't approaching me or aren't attracted to me, but fat and sort of ugly women are, then to me that means I am also fat and ugly and I should just learn to accept it, find a nice fat chick who's smart enough to know she's not getting that chiseled abs actor and be done with it. It's the mentality that led me to the marriage that failed and I spent a year freaking out over. The woman I married, as I shall note again, wasn't very pretty in my eyes at first but as time went on I ended up finding her to be the most beautiful woman on the planet in spite of the fact she was heavy, had less than perfect teeth and the personality of a stone. Now when I look at pictures of her I just see immeasurable ugliness
If nobody's noticed I'm awash in paradoxical dualisms. Is it wrong to date someone for the sake of having someone around while secretly waiting for someone better? Or just remain single until that absolutely perfect person finally appears?