I know this is the bain of the FFA's existence.
The short version. I met the cutest, sexiest BHM in the world (or at least I thought so.) I adored him, adored his body, his mind..everything. Of course his shape (cute soft tummy, round little cheeks, rosey "well fed" look on his face, chubby bottom) were what initially got me, but once I fell for him, he could have weighed 80 pounds or 800 and I would have thought he was the hottest man on earth. I even bit my tongue when he told me he was starting to work out with a trainer, never even voiced the "Don't lose too much weight" that was of course streaming through my head like a ticker tape.
All you FFA's know where this is going.
He never believed me. Never 'thought of himself as gorgeous'. Was not used to a woman telling him how attractive he was. His lack of confidence was so sad...he was the most wonderful man ever. It ended and i'm miserable.
How do other ladies deal with a man that doesn't believe you when you tell him how amazingly hot he is? How do you deal with the greater and greater frustration of admiring somebody that does not think you should admire them?
The short version. I met the cutest, sexiest BHM in the world (or at least I thought so.) I adored him, adored his body, his mind..everything. Of course his shape (cute soft tummy, round little cheeks, rosey "well fed" look on his face, chubby bottom) were what initially got me, but once I fell for him, he could have weighed 80 pounds or 800 and I would have thought he was the hottest man on earth. I even bit my tongue when he told me he was starting to work out with a trainer, never even voiced the "Don't lose too much weight" that was of course streaming through my head like a ticker tape.
All you FFA's know where this is going.
He never believed me. Never 'thought of himself as gorgeous'. Was not used to a woman telling him how attractive he was. His lack of confidence was so sad...he was the most wonderful man ever. It ended and i'm miserable.
How do other ladies deal with a man that doesn't believe you when you tell him how amazingly hot he is? How do you deal with the greater and greater frustration of admiring somebody that does not think you should admire them?
