EmeraldSlave2
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ORIGINAL: SirKenin And therein lies the difference. If Y/you are confident in Y/yourself, have a high self-esteem and are content with who Y/you are and what Y/you have accomplished, it shows. There is no need to brag about it. To Me that raises doubts of T/their feelings on security. I think to Myself that T/they need the approval of O/others because T/they are truly weak and frail inside with a huge helping of insecurity. Let's just say if I were stranded on a desert island, I'd feel and do pretty much the same things I feel and do now. I'd just masturbate a lot more. One thing you haven't thought of is that perhaps I also like to try and be an example to others? To show that they shouldn't hide their light? To let their nature shine? If they see ME being so open and so happy and so OUT there with how cool I am...maybe it might encourage a person or two to come out of their shell just a bit more. I think knowing you are wonderful and being able to show it, in all ways, is a wonderful thing. And if I can help others do that by being a great example, I will. You're projecting your ideas of why you think I'm so out about how much I love myself- you think it's because deep inside I really DONT love myself and I need to keep externally reaffirming that to myself in order to avoid facing the true dead reality inside. You'd be right if this were 6 years ago. I fucked men because I didn't think I would ever actually have someone love me for who I was. I fucked them because it was the only way I thought I could get their attention. I was very fat, very shy, very beaten down inside. Things changed...a LOT. I USED to be that person, now I rock and I know I rock. I still have insecurities, who doesn't? But I'm keenly aware of them myself and quite openly admit to them. I also, quite frankly, kick ass. I show it in my actions, even you admit that. I just happen to see no reason not to and a couple of really good reasons to say it outright- if for no other reason than to remind myself of how far I've come.
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