I am not catfishing. The picture of me on her is about 4 years old, but it's also the only photo I have of myself wearing make up, with my hair done that isn't 20 years old. Why is that? Simple, I'm not a make up girl. I wear t-shirts and leggings, not dresses and skirts.
Not that I'm opposed to wearing dresses and skirts, but because I wore them for eighteen years, and every single one had to pass the kneel test. If the hem didnt touch the floor when you keeled it was too short.
And what's my problem with make up, you might ask well I don't know how to put it on very well. It's not that I didn't want to; it's just I didn't learn. What's the point? When you're invisible, you are invisible regardless of what you wearing, how you're made up, or what your hair looks like.
You know that movie where the girl sits down, and someone sits on her? That's me. It's not me because I wanted to meet me; it's me because that's just how life cast me. So with the whole pandemic thing going on, and not being able to get to a salon, I shaved my head.
And you know what, it rocks. I look good, and I don't have to spend 35 to 45 minutes on my hair. I don't have to pile it all up in a ponytail that gives me a headache within 4 hours because let's face it that's what your hair does after a certain amount of time being up. You girls will know what I'm talking about.
A little secret between you and me, in that photo I have no teeth. I stopped wearing them because they were uncomfortable. I had them pulled because they were causing me intense physical pain, and not the good kind. That photo of me is me today, Sans hair, Sans makeup, and slightly heavier. But hey more me love right?
So no I'm not catfishing. I'm just looking for someone who will accept me for me, because that's what I plan on doing with them. I guess that's a foreign concept right now, or at least it is with some of the guys that I've talked to. I'm always happy to provide a picture of what I look like now.
