It's amazing how, at 39, I can still be hurt by words.
I'll start by saying that I have never been a good looking guy - I've always had a different look and that's been fine for me. Not what I'd choose to be, but it's what I have to work with and I'm fine with that.
So last night, I was hanging out after work with the go-go boy that I had just worked with - watching the drag queen that the two of us had just worked with. The two of us are taking, having a drink when the go-go boy gets a text from a...let's just call him a gay socialite sitting across the room from us -maybe 15 feet away. The text reads:
"I am shocked...SHOCKED at your choice of men tonight. He must be paying you HUNDREDS to hang out with you."
Am I THAT hideous that the thought of someone hanging out with me would have to be from me paying them to do so? And it's THAT shocking?? I realize it's just a bitchy queen (who also has a shaved/bald head, I might add), but I thought high school girls or gays in their 20s did things like that. Guess not
Nevertheless, my self-image took a minor hit and I had to express it so that it wouldn't become any part of me. Out with the bad, right?