I have always known I was different and have often describe myself as weird. My last therapist preferred me to use the world 'eccentric' (as in the title of my blog), but let's be honest the word eccentric is just a polite way of saying odd.
So here is yet another example of my 'eccentricity'. I was skimming through profiles on some 'dating' websites this morning and I noticed that men were looking for very specific things...twinks, muscled guys, bears. Asians, blonds, slim guys, older guys, and so on. It occurred to me how different I am. I would like a man who loves me and who I love, a man who has respect for himself, for others and the world around him, a man who can spell and punctuate.
Yes, I'm strange.
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