It was as though he was turning my whole life inside out. Loving me, always loving me no matter what he learned about my past. No matter what I did. No matter how much I hurt him. He wouldn’t give up on me.
I was recently told all humans have a sex drive and we must experiment and try people out before getting into a relationship. It was explained to me that everyone has friends with benefits and “nobody ever has to know.” Call me crazy and old-fashioned, but no thanks. I’ll continue to not sleep around as well as not shove my tongue into people’s faces. I don’t know. I thought these things called “class,” “dignity” and “self-worth” existed. Are those all fairy tales?? If so, it’s a good thing I believe in fairy tales.
I’ve never fooled anyone. I’ve let people fool themselves. They didn’t bother to find out who and what I was. Instead they would invent a character for me. I wouldn’t argue with them. They were obviously loving somebody I wasn’t.