Ivy
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Today is bad. There's nothing particularly wrong, and I'm not in a bad mood or having a bad hair day or anything. I'm not feeling objectively unattractive, but I am feeling unappealing.
I was raised to find a man, marry him, and settle down as soon as humanly possible, lest I become old and unwanted and abandoned. Attracting male attention beyond that was considered greedy and extremely poor form in my family--specifically, you got labeled a slut, with all the worst, homewreckiest connotations of the word.
I hate what this has done to my sexual confidence. I wanted to date, to meet lots of people, and to have lots of amazing sex. I do make friends easily and I do meet lots of people, but when it comes to being desired, I fully expect to be excluded from that dynamic.
An obscenely attractive man smiled at me in the elevator at work yesterday, and I freaked out. I went through a series of emotions:
- Disbelief (Is he smiling? Or does he just have something stuck in his teeth?)
- Panic/Defensiveness (Look at the floor! Quick! Before he sees you looking at him!!)
- Self-Doubt (There are two other women in the elevator. He must have smiled at them.)
- Self-Loathing (Of course he was smiling at one of them; why would he smile at you?)
- Humiliation (Fuck. He already noticed you looking at him. Fuck fuck fuck. He must be disgusted. I hope he's not someone important.)
- Resignation (Well, that sucked.)
- Prolonged Navel-Gazing (What the hell is wrong with me??)
This is miserable and depressing and bums me out beyond words. I don't want to be like this. I want to feel attractive, I want to explore my sexuality and embrace sexual attraction when it's there and it's a healthy option. I have a husband who supports this, for crying out loud!
But in the actual situation, it doesn't work. Fail.
I was raised to find a man, marry him, and settle down as soon as humanly possible, lest I become old and unwanted and abandoned. Attracting male attention beyond that was considered greedy and extremely poor form in my family--specifically, you got labeled a slut, with all the worst, homewreckiest connotations of the word.
I hate what this has done to my sexual confidence. I wanted to date, to meet lots of people, and to have lots of amazing sex. I do make friends easily and I do meet lots of people, but when it comes to being desired, I fully expect to be excluded from that dynamic.
An obscenely attractive man smiled at me in the elevator at work yesterday, and I freaked out. I went through a series of emotions:
- Disbelief (Is he smiling? Or does he just have something stuck in his teeth?)
- Panic/Defensiveness (Look at the floor! Quick! Before he sees you looking at him!!)
- Self-Doubt (There are two other women in the elevator. He must have smiled at them.)
- Self-Loathing (Of course he was smiling at one of them; why would he smile at you?)
- Humiliation (Fuck. He already noticed you looking at him. Fuck fuck fuck. He must be disgusted. I hope he's not someone important.)
- Resignation (Well, that sucked.)
- Prolonged Navel-Gazing (What the hell is wrong with me??)
This is miserable and depressing and bums me out beyond words. I don't want to be like this. I want to feel attractive, I want to explore my sexuality and embrace sexual attraction when it's there and it's a healthy option. I have a husband who supports this, for crying out loud!
But in the actual situation, it doesn't work. Fail.