Quick summary of my life (or this will go on forever).
Overweight all my life.
Crap clothes, bullied, no self confidence.... never had a boyfriend at school/uni/first few jobs.
I’ve lost a lot of weight (but still a size 18).... really helped my mental health, I love clothes, dress well, I swim, I gym.... everyone tells me I look great. I spend time on my hair and my skincare and make up.
But i’m 47.... and I don’t look 23. Yes i’m Married, with 3 lovely children but...
I genuinely don’t think anyone has ever fancied me....(even my DH was drunk when he met me(... I certainly don’t think i’ve Ever been chatted up. I work with beautiful young women and if i’m Out with them, I know i’ve Never had the attention they get.
And i’m Really sorry but I feel really shallow but quite sad.... I didn’t lose weight when I was younger.... and now, no matter how nice my clothes and boots are etc....i’ve Got to accept that the years when people would “fancy” me or “chat me up” are passed and I missed out on them.
I’ve had quite a horrid day today, and this evening this has really hit me hard.