FreyaGersemi
Writer of Sexy Stuff
- Joined
- Dec 1, 2023
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Do you all find it strange when someone starts a conversation with you like this:
"I love your picture. Good luck with your writing!"
Of course (through a lifetime of stereotypical gender conditioning), I read that as "Hey, baby! Let's talk dirty and share pictures." But it certainly sounds like just a quick check-in. A short statement, and then an almost closing of the door with the "have a nice life" vibe of the second short sentence. Although, that may just be a twist to get my attention...?
So, I bite.
"Oh, thank you. Unfortunately, that's an overly-glorified and overly-photoshopped image. But thank you."
The response: "Well, beauty does fade. It's the person inside that counts."
Why do I feel a little insulted? Was it an insult? Against my better judgement, I'm being reeled in. I respond convincing myself that I'm only trying to shore up my readership numbers and not trying to defend myself against a perceived personal attack on my cuteness. "Have you read any of my Literotica submissions? You can judge my inner beauty that way."
Crap! I hit "post reply" -- WHY?!? Am I really that insecure and in need of some stranger's approval? And worse, now I'm the one that looks like they're trolling for dick pics and whatnot.
But then the response...
"No. But I might."
That's it. Four words. Just FOUR FREAKIN' WORDS!!
Now, I'm completely, irrationally angry. And over the stupidest thing!!
This guy initiates contact on an erotica site, compliments me then low-grade insults me, I fall for it hook line and sinker, and he didn't even take the time to read a story?!?!? What happened to romance??? No wine and dine? At the very least, he could have just posted a favorable public comment (even if he didn't read the story), and then PM'ed me. He put in absolutely no effort!
Of course, it was probably just an innocent compliment and, like usual, I created this entire imaginary situation out of nothing.
And now I'm insecure about my insecurity. Ugh!!!!!
i·ro·ny1
/ˈīrənē/
noun
posting personal stories on a public erotic fiction site where you are rated and judged by strangers and then getting all worked up over being rated and judged by a stranger
And it was probably nothing to begin with!!!!
Rant over. I'm going to go outside and smell a rose.
"I love your picture. Good luck with your writing!"
Of course (through a lifetime of stereotypical gender conditioning), I read that as "Hey, baby! Let's talk dirty and share pictures." But it certainly sounds like just a quick check-in. A short statement, and then an almost closing of the door with the "have a nice life" vibe of the second short sentence. Although, that may just be a twist to get my attention...?
So, I bite.
"Oh, thank you. Unfortunately, that's an overly-glorified and overly-photoshopped image. But thank you."
The response: "Well, beauty does fade. It's the person inside that counts."
Why do I feel a little insulted? Was it an insult? Against my better judgement, I'm being reeled in. I respond convincing myself that I'm only trying to shore up my readership numbers and not trying to defend myself against a perceived personal attack on my cuteness. "Have you read any of my Literotica submissions? You can judge my inner beauty that way."
Crap! I hit "post reply" -- WHY?!? Am I really that insecure and in need of some stranger's approval? And worse, now I'm the one that looks like they're trolling for dick pics and whatnot.
But then the response...
"No. But I might."
That's it. Four words. Just FOUR FREAKIN' WORDS!!
Now, I'm completely, irrationally angry. And over the stupidest thing!!
This guy initiates contact on an erotica site, compliments me then low-grade insults me, I fall for it hook line and sinker, and he didn't even take the time to read a story?!?!? What happened to romance??? No wine and dine? At the very least, he could have just posted a favorable public comment (even if he didn't read the story), and then PM'ed me. He put in absolutely no effort!
Of course, it was probably just an innocent compliment and, like usual, I created this entire imaginary situation out of nothing.
And now I'm insecure about my insecurity. Ugh!!!!!
i·ro·ny1
/ˈīrənē/
noun
posting personal stories on a public erotic fiction site where you are rated and judged by strangers and then getting all worked up over being rated and judged by a stranger
And it was probably nothing to begin with!!!!
Rant over. I'm going to go outside and smell a rose.