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My Secret Life As A Former Prostitute
I’m back to being a brunette. It’s funny how even though I never like my hair when I color it, after several years I forget how much I hate it when I do it and still do it anyway. Probably if I was supposed to be blonde or red I’d have been born that way.
I’ve been feeling a bit self-conscious about my body lately and that’s sort of disconcerting and somewhat inhibiting, too. I’m still dieting and have lost most of the weight I’d gained since the last time I dieted. While I’m pleased about that, and I definitely look better with my clothes on, I’m waiting for my skin to catch up and shrink too. I’m particularly unhappy about my breasts. Not only do they feel kind of weird to me, but they’re definitely not looking all that fabulous these days, either. I know that in a few months they’ll catch up and be ok again, but the waiting part is tough. People don’t think about that, really, how even though you can go through all sorts of hard work to lose a bunch of fat, you actually wind up looking worse without your clothes. The last few times I’ve been naked with anyone besides my boyfriend, I’ve felt the need to point out and explain these body flaws and that’s just a weird thing to do. I need to figure out a way to get over this and soon. Being self-conscious isn’t the usual thing for me and I don’t like it one bit.