I am not heavy, but I wouldn't care if the person I ended up with was.
My ex was heavy, but I didn't care.
Most of the men I was with were not what one would call anything but 'average', and I used to get hollered at by my family and friends alike who all said "What are you doing....you could have anyone you want?"
So?
Pretty faces do not necessarily a wonderful person make.
I am looking, like everyone else on here, for that knight in shining armor.
But that doesn't mean he won't be 30 lbs overweight (or even more) driving a beat up chevy.
God. Why is everyone SO hung up on looks?
That is what is so refreshing to me about this site.
Here; looks mean crap. It's the soul that counts.
After a lifetime of being lectured for the choices I made, do you know how good that feels?
How freeing?
That (pardon my little soap box here) guys aren't hitting on me or other women in here because of the way that they look?
Someday I will find my prince. Hopefully here. I don't give a SHIT (excuse my french) what he looks like on the outside. I don't care if he's twenty years older than me...or twenty years YOUNGER. I just care if he makes me happy.
And really, isn't that, deep down, what we're all looking for?