I have never dated a man that is proud to be with me.  I am not arm candy... no, I do not wish to be–but, I still want to feel that my man is prideful of attaining me–that he'd boast to his friends.  I do not know this feeling.  I've only ever dated men that are somehow embarrassed of me.  I don't really understand why.  I am far from perfect, but I've got some damn desirable characteristics and sought after features.

I do not know how to find a man that will love me for me, flaws and all.  I haven't been looking, either.  Why should I?  What's the point?  You all just want that perfect woman, and I'll never be her.

I'm just me, and I fucking like me.  Maybe someday, a man will feel the same.